"No—I had to write an article to refute this! I couldn't let that damned Jiang Xue'er ruin this master's reputation!"
He slapped the table and rose to his feet.
"How could a bunch of foolish humans possibly understand this master's wisdom! All you knew was how to look down on me and criticize me. How could you possibly understand my astounding wisdom!"
He paced back and forth through the room, constantly muttering arguments for his rebuttal.
But after taking a few laps, he suddenly stopped.
"Forget it—before that, I had to collect this month's subsidy."
Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.
He had originally wanted Tang San to collect it for him, but his earlier fury had left his thoughts in turmoil. It was a good opportunity to go out and clear his head.
He straightened his somewhat rumpled black robe, kicked the torn pages into a corner, then clasped his hands behind his back and assumed his usual "master" pose before pushing open the door and walking out.
Nuoding City Spirit Hall Branch.
With his hands behind his back, Yu Xiaogang strode into the reception hall.
He walked straight up to the reception counter and said without even looking at the receptionist, "Get me this month's Soul Master subsidy."
The receptionist was a young man in his twenties. He glanced up at Yu Xiaogang and asked in a businesslike tone, "May I have your name? Please present your Soul Master credentials."
Yu Xiaogang frowned and said displeasedly, "What? You people don't even recognize this master anymore? I am Yu Xiaogang!"
He deliberately raised his voice, drawing the attention of several nearby Soul Masters.
At his words, an odd look flashed through the young receptionist's eyes. He set down his pen, carefully sized Yu