A rich fragrance of wine assailed his nostrils.
Yet Wang Ba's heart could not help tightening.
An ominous feeling suddenly arose within him.
The old man before him was utterly different from the drunkard he had been moments ago.
Majestic and forbidding, he laid bare his Nascent Soul presence without the slightest concealment!
Not a trace of drunkenness remained.
And no matter how Wang Ba looked at him, someone like this could not possibly be on good terms with Yao Wudi.
"Could he... could he be one of those people Master beat up too?"
Wang Ba's heart could not help pounding wildly.
Under the pressure of the old man's Spiritual Qi, Zhang Bao's face instantly turned pale as well.
Although he did not quite understand the situation, he immediately called out:
"Vice Minister He, this was an order issued personally by Hall Master Fei!"
"Martial Uncle Fei... so he really is Yao Wudi's disciple?"
Anger immediately showed on the old man's deeply wrinkled face.
"Yao Wudi, you've gone too far!"
"Too far!"
"It was bad enough that you bullied me before! Now you're sending your disciple to bully me too!"
"Do you really think you can shove anyone you please into my Spirit Cuisine Department just because it's an idle posting?"
"Take him away at once! My Spirit Cuisine Department doesn't keep freeloaders!"
He was so furious that every strand of sparse hair on his head stood on end.
Wang Ba's expression darkened slightly at his words.
He could not help wanting to withdraw as well.
With someone who had a grudge against his master as his superior, even if he successfully joined the Spirit Cuisine Department, there would be no shortage of petty torment.
Although this place suited Wang Ba's tastes, there was no need to suffer grievances over