Paying Respects to Uncle Nine

The man's voice from atop the sedan chair carried vast divine majesty, surging in all directions as though it had simultaneously echoed within everyone's hearts.

The instant everyone present heard that voice, they felt as if they were facing an infinitely savage and brutal god.

They understood completely now that no proof was needed. The one before them was the Cleaning Association's High Shepherd, Collector.

He was a man like a god!

No one dared to ask him for proof again. They could not move an inch in the first place. And even if they regained their freedom now, no one would dare mention another word of it.

That would be no different from seeking death.

No matter how arrogant they were, they understood the terror that lay between life and death.

What truly made everyone present tremble was that the Cleaning Association's High Shepherd, Collector, had actually come to the Sun Family estate to offer birthday congratulations to Old Master Sun.

What did that mean? Could everything Sun Hetian had said earlier have been true? Was he truly the Shepherd of the Cleaning Association's Eastern Pastoral District?

While everyone was restless and unsettled, Old Sun gave the godlike figure atop the sedan chair a deep bow and said:

"My lord... thank you for coming to the Sun Family to celebrate the old master's birthday. I..."

As he spoke, tears began streaming down Old Sun's face.

How could he not understand what was going on?

Clearly, His Excellency the High Shepherd knew he was returning to his hometown today. Knowing that Old Sun was clumsy with words and afraid he would suffer humiliation, he had come to support him!

Otherwise, there was no telling how today's matter would have ended. After all, Old Sun could not truly turn on his