Yu Xiaogang arrived at the Spirit Pagoda to request leave, feeling refreshed and invigorated.
Passing colleagues noticed that Yu Xiaogang seemed several years younger, and his skin had gained a sheen it had lacked before.
"Grandmaster, how can you be so happy?" a colleague asked in confusion, his expression even showing a hint of disbelief.
Doesn't Grandmaster watch the news?
His disciple Tang San announced that he was breaking ties with him. The video has already come out.
Immersed in the joy of breaking through to rank thirty, Yu Xiaogang failed to notice anything odd about his colleague's expression.
"Oh, it's hardly worth mentioning. I just broke through to rank thirty."
Yu Xiaogang spoke as though it meant nothing, but his tone could not conceal his smug delight.
The threshold of rank thirty had plagued Yu Xiaogang for decades.
Yu Xiaogang had lost count of how much energy and effort he had poured into overcoming that bottleneck. After taking the Barrier-Breaking Pill last night, he had finally broken through.
His colleague's lips stretched into a thin line as he inwardly scoffed: Look at you, a petty man puffed up by success. Anyone who didn't know better would think you'd become a Titled Douluo.
Yu Xiaogang first went to his supervisor to request a day off, then headed to the department responsible for selecting soul spirits under the supervisor's inscrutable gaze.
"Huh? I may have broken through to rank thirty, but why is everyone looking at me so strangely?"
As Yu Xiaogang walked down the corridor, he saw everyone glancing sideways at him and occasionally whispering among themselves out of his earshot. At last, a trace of doubt stirred in his heart.
Is my breaking through to rank thirty really that strange?
Yu Xiaogang felt as though these people had trampled