"Beep beep~"
After the yellow light flashed and went out, the lenses of the three projection devices slowly retracted, and the holographic projection in the study vanished with them.
Now all that remained was to wait for Heaven's Punishment's reply. Hopefully, this could be settled before I entered the solo Spirit Realm. Zhang Yuanqing was thinking this when he saw the study door open. Fu Qingyang, dressed in white, walked in. After glancing at him, he said flatly:
"Your sitting posture is poor. Straighten your back, lower your gaze at a forty-five-degree angle, and keep your face expressionless. That will make you more imposing and intimidating."
Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly stood up. "What are you saying, boss? How could I possibly imitate you? Wouldn't that be an attempt to usurp your authority? All I need is to follow you. Follow the boss, and there'll be meat to eat."
Fu Qingyang gave a "Heh," his tone unusually sarcastic. "By next year, perhaps I'll be the one calling you boss."
Have I been leveling up too quickly and making him feel pressured? Zhang Yuanqing thought.
"There is a bit of pressure." Fu Qingyang returned to his throne-like chair. "So I'll be taking an extended leave and entering the White Tiger Corps' guild instance for training. You may not see me for some time."
The interval between Sovereign instances was far too long. Since advancing to Sovereign, Fu Qingyang had only entered one instance, and his next one was still a distant prospect.
As for his White Tiger Guard instances, he had already cleared them all. If he wanted to level up, he could only follow the Marshal's example.
"Enter an instance for a year like the Marshal?" Zhang Yuanqing frowned.
Fu Qingyang looked at him. "It sounds like you're mocking me!"
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