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Yang Que and Huang Dabiao returned to the cave.

The five men were sitting cross-legged, their faces brimming with irrepressible joy.

Seeing the two enter, everyone hurried to their feet and bowed respectfully. "Young master!"

Yang Que looked at them and nodded.

Guo Chengming stepped forward. "Young master, I wasn't convinced by you before, but now I am. From now on, whatever orders you have, just say the word. I'll handle everything properly for you."

The other four looked at Guo Chengming in confusion. Why had he suddenly started declaring his loyalty? Then something occurred to them, and they hurried to join in. "That's right, young master! Whatever you need from now on, just give us the order. We'll handle it all properly!"

Guo Chengming really did have a sharp mind, spotting the opportunity to pledge his loyalty so quickly. Since this fellow declared his loyalty first, would the young master put him in charge of us? If so, we'd really lose out. But there's nothing for it—we still have to cling tightly to this powerful thigh!

They weren't joking. This was a genuine big shot! What else would they do but cling to his thigh and pledge their loyalty?

They had been stuck at their previous levels for a long time. Now they had broken through in a single stroke, gaining two levels at once. How could they not be thrilled?

And this was only their first day following Yang Que, yet they had already received such benefits. They hardly dared imagine what awaited them in the future. They hadn't believed it before, but now they did! It was terrifying. A single pot of soup had allowed so many Soul Emperors to break through. No one would believe it if they told them.

Besides, even without that pot of