Yang Shan had barely opened the door when he saw Wu Ying kneeling outside.
"Greetings, Mister E!"
Yang Shan was not the sort of person who relied on his high status to demand that others kneel and grovel before him.
Besides, in the game, a ninety-degree bow was generally the highest form of etiquette.
Kneeling meant pressing one's face into the dirt and abandoning all dignity.
If they followed the etiquette of ancient China, then wouldn't all those players who had taken masters have to kneel every day?
That was obviously not a good experience.
Yang Shan had actually told Wu Ying long ago that unless some special circumstance required keeping up appearances, there was no need for him to kneel before Yang Shan.
But how had Wu Ying replied?
"Mister E, my parents passed away early. Your grace in remaking my life is beyond measure! If I do not kneel, this subordinate feels uneasy. I beg Mister E to permit it!"
Yang Shan had Big Fool, while Cheng E had Wu Ying!
With devotion like that, Wu Ying deserved to reach the third revolution!
And he was at the Three Star Dou Zun Peak!
Qiu Di was only at the Two-Revolution Dou Zun Peak, while Mo Yu was at the first revolution.
The nature of those two was different.
As the Soul Hall's "nominal Heavenly Venerates," their attributes and actual combat strength were outstanding among those at the same realm. Even against geniuses with Eighth Grade Bloodlines, they would not be much weaker in a direct clash.
That was why their advancement would grow slower and slower.
Wu Ying was different.
Cheng E was now a favorite of the Soul Hall, and Wu Ying was Cheng E's only trusted subordinate within the Soul Hall!
Furthermore, Wu Ying was indeed