Yu Xiaogang's Arrogance

On his way to the Papal Palace, Yu Xiaogang noticed that the people passing by were all looking at him with strange expressions.

Some were even whispering among themselves.

"Am I seeing things? Isn't he a level twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster?"

"Why is he allowed into Spirit Hall?"

"Who knows? At his age, he's only level twenty-nine. He probably isn't anyone important."

The moment Yu Xiaogang heard those remarks, he exploded.

He strode over to the two guards who were preparing to change shifts. "You two!"

"This... Soul Grandmaster uncle, what is it?" One of the guards, who looked to be around thirty, could not help asking.

He was thirty-two years old. His cultivation was not particularly high, but he had still reached level forty-six, making him a Soul Ancestor.

Calling Yu Xiaogang uncle was not wrong at all.

The instant Yu Xiaogang heard that form of address, his face darkened.

He could accept being called uncle.

After all, he really was that old.

But if they were going to call him that, why did they have to deliberately add "Soul Grandmaster" in front of it?

Soul Grandmaster uncle?

"Are all Spirit Hall guards like this? Don't you have even the most basic manners?"

"Gossiping about people behind their backs—is that how your families and parents raised you?"

Yu Xiaogang immediately started throwing accusations around.

"Uncle, isn't that a bit too much?" The other guard's expression also turned unpleasant upon hearing his blunt words.

"Hmph!" Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly.

He flipped out the Supreme Pontiff Token.

With his head held high, he declared, "I am a distinguished guest of your Supreme Pontiff!"

"To see the Supreme Pontiff Token is to see the Supreme Pontiff!"

"Why aren't you two kneeling?!"

Yu Xiaogang took throwing his weight around to the absolute extreme.

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