The moment the word "master" left his mouth, all of us at the table instantly showed a trace of surprise and suspicion.
We had thought it was merely the mischief of a lingering antique spirit. We had not expected there to be more behind it.
Zhang Yuchen was the first to lose patience and immediately asked:
"Ou Doudou, you actually have a master behind you? Speak! What master? Who ordered you around? What the hell are you?"
As Zhang Yuchen spoke, he released a faint trace of his cultivation.
The expression of an ordinary evil spirit changed drastically the instant it sensed Zhang Yuchen's Vitality Soul Realm cultivation, revealing utter fear.
Auntie Liu and Uncle Tie Zhu were equally confused.
"Master? Ordered around?"
"Xiao Jiang! What, what exactly is going on?"
"..."
"Auntie Liu, Uncle Tie Zhu, there may be more to this. Let's ask first!"
Zhang Yuchen had already risen and stepped forward, kicking Whip Ghost in the face.
"Hurry up!"
Whip Ghost, who had been kicked to the ground, was terrified.
To someone like him, people of our level were like a red-clothed vicious ghost.
Like an elementary school student standing in a ring and feeling the oppressive presence of peak Tyson.
"Young masters, please don't be angry, don't be angry. I'll talk, I'll talk..."
As he spoke, he kowtowed twice in succession, then said tremblingly in panic:
"Young masters, my master, my master is the shopkeeper of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion, Lord Qiong Wuliang."
"Qiong Wuliang? Myriad Treasures Pavilion?"
I spoke instinctively.
At the very least, none of us had heard of them.
However, upon hearing that name, Uncle Tie Zhu and Auntie Liu, who were seated beside us, exchanged glances, both looking astonished.
"Myriad Treasures Pavilion?"
"Qiong Wuliang? Xiao Jiang, what does that mean?"
I turned