Along the way, he had already taken in the sights of the Mengmu Great Sea Region.
But why did it still feel the same as before? The Immortal Dao was so backward it beggared his imagination, as though he had stepped into a desolate Cultivation World...
The three figures at the back of the crowd in the air froze. They had only come to see the World Crossing Space Ship, not to become anyone's family servants.
Besides, they held official posts in the Immortal Hall and received the Immortal Hall's salary, not yours!
They were precisely Qian Wuhen and the others, who had hurried over.
The instant this man spoke such wild words, Qian Wuhen and the others' expressions cooled slightly. They remained unmoved. Poverty and lowliness could not bend them; nor did they need to curry favor with anyone. They would seek immortality through their own abilities.
Bai Xinghan gave a derisive snort, turning his head away as he said stiffly, "Young Master, we are low-ranking patrol officers of the Immortal Hall, not your family servants. You should seek someone more suitable."
Upon saying this, all the Immortal Hall cultivators fell silent, almost raising a thumb for Bai Xinghan in secret.
At last, someone had said what they wanted to say. Now he only needed to prepare himself for Miss's wrath.
Yet Yin Xingxi burst into laughter when she saw Bai Xinghan's unyielding bearing. After all, he was not snapping at her, so she had no reason to get angry. Instead, she looked as though she were watching a show.
Although Wan Yichen had been openly offended, his expression remained ordinary. Without even shifting his gaze, he said, "Three hundred Mid-Grade Spirit Stones should be a century's salary for the three of you. I'll have to trouble you three