Director Tie looked on without the slightest trace of iron-blooded dominance.
Like Daoist Long Ming, he gave off a strong sense of approachability.
How did he look like some powerhouse of the Feng Shui world? He seemed more like a high-ranking figure in the workplace.
After chatting with Sun Youkuo for a while, he ordered the subordinate beside him to take Sun Youkuo for medical treatment.
His people were equally respectful. They first gave Sun Youkuo an injection, though I had no idea what it was.
Then they brought out a stretcher they had prepared beforehand and carried him away...
Before leaving, Sun Youkuo clasped his fists toward Master.
"Farewell, Fellow Daoist Song!"
Master returned the salute.
"Until we meet again!"
After Sun Youkuo was carried away, Director Tie came over to us.
"Fellow Daoist Song, I've heard much about you!"
"You flatter me, Director Tie!"
After Master exchanged a few pleasantries with Director Tie,
Director Tie looked at me and said:
Holy shit, was my reputation this big now?
Still, I clasped my fists and replied, "This wasn't my doing alone. It was all thanks to my master, martial uncle, and all my friends and fellow Daoists."
"Hahaha! You're too modest. Among the mystical sects of this age, you, Jiang Ning, absolutely count as one of the outstanding talents.
"Of course, your friends are no slouches either.
"I've looked over your files—Zhang Yuchen, Mao Jing, Pan Ling.
"You're all among the finest of the younger generation. Your futures are limitless!"
Not only did Director Tie put on no airs, he praised us lavishly right to our faces.
I was almost starting to feel lightheaded.
Only then did he get to the point.
"Oh, right, Fellow Daoist Song.
"I wonder if you've been free lately. I have a small favor