You Seem Not to Be from Everlasting Day, My Lord? (Please Subscribe and Vote with Monthly Tickets)

The director sensed it with perfect clarity: the power radiating from the young man before him was unfathomable, far beyond anything he could match. Even within the Saint Realm, there were ranks and tiers, and this man undoubtedly stood at the very pinnacle!

Moreover, he was a high-ranking member of the Holy See, with towering backing. Meeting him head-on would lead only to death; only by immediately lowering himself could the director find a sliver of hope for survival.

Seeing his supposedly invincible master kneel and beg forgiveness without even considering a fight, the emperor was utterly dumbstruck. His mouth hung open wide enough to fit an egg.

Li Chen looked down at the kneeling director. His voice was calm, yet carried a pressure that made hearts tremble. "Oh, it's nothing much. I merely noticed that a few people in your kingdom possess considerable spiritual aptitude and wished to bring them into the Holy See to serve the Holy Light. The Daughter of Chancellor Su, for instance. Unfortunately, your emperor seems quite unwilling to show me any respect."

At those words, the director whipped his head around and glared viciously at the emperor cowering behind the Dragon Throne!

He was a Saint Realm expert, and the emperor's master besides. He had every right to reprimand him!

His gaze was sharp as a blade, blazing with the fury of a man who hated that iron would not become steel.

That glare from his master frightened the emperor out of his wits. He scrambled out from behind the Dragon Throne and dropped to his knees with a thud, kowtowing like a pestle pounding garlic:

"We... no, this junior misspoke! This junior had eyes but failed to see! I offended you, my lord! Please forgive me, my lord of the Holy See! Please