The Steward Family Head clapped his hands. Guan Ying, standing behind him, immediately brought out a gift box. As he presented it, Guan Ying said with an ingratiating smile, "Young Master, you have come all the way from the Profound Dao Sect to this humble place. As one of Changbai City's stewards, our Guan Lineage has failed to extend proper hospitality in time. These are but trifling gifts, unworthy of your regard; I hope you will accept them. Also, Guan Ying had a minor conflict with you at the auction. I hope you will not take it too much to heart."
"Oh? You're Guan Ying? I don't really remember you. Still, I'll take the gifts." Yang Chen yawned and reached out to take the box.
When he accepted the gift and examined it closely, Yang Chen was slightly surprised.
The Guan Lineage was truly generous. The gift contained no less than a hundred divine stones. A hundred divine stones might not have been much, but as a meeting gift, it was indeed quite substantial.
It was clear that the Guan Lineage had gone to great lengths to curry favor with him.
But what was he now?
A wastrel young master. There was no need for him to speak reasonably or politely.
That infuriated Guan Ying to no end. He had always considered himself quite the wastrel, but compared with Yang Chen, he was like a small witch before a great sorcerer.
The people from the other great families saw that they would have to serve such a wastrel young master, and their hearts sank halfway into an abyss. Yet, constrained by Yang Chen's status, no matter how unwilling they were, they could only steel themselves and step forward.
Yang Chen took in all their expressions. If he truly had been