Lu Qingshan stared blankly from across the room.
Then the terror on his face was instantly replaced by an indescribable sense of superiority.
He had never imagined that one day, the illustrious Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect would kneel before him and kowtow!
Well, damn... this trip really hadn't been a waste!
Even if he didn't get a share of the spirit stones in the end, being able to brag about this would make it worthwhile.
Seeing that the four "envoys" before them still hadn't responded, Wang Luan and the others dared not raise their heads. They simply remained on their knees, respectful and obedient.
Bai Yutang, after all, had weathered grand occasions. Last time, when he took the blame for the King, he had endured the pressure of a whole crowd of Grand Supreme Elders, Sect Masters, and Ancestors.
Handling a situation like this now was as easy as reaching out and taking it.
Seeing Lu Qingshan still standing there in a daze, he hurriedly gave his robe a discreet tug.
Only then did Lu Qingshan come to his senses. He immediately cleared his throat, raised a hand, and declared with all the pomp of an official, "You may rise."
"Hm?"
Wang Luan and the others froze.
Why... did that sound like one of those petty emperors in the mortal world?
"Uh..." Lu Qingshan instantly realized he had said the wrong thing too. Sweat broke out on his forehead as he stammered, "Well... um..."
Seeing that he actually intended to explain, Bai Yutang's heart jolted. He hurriedly put on a stern expression, slammed the table, and barked furiously.
"Wang Luan! Why did your Ten Thousand Flowers Sect cause such a commotion last night?!"
That thunderous shout successfully forced Wang Luan's head back down just as he