Chapter 363 - Big Cheese (1/2)
Translator: StarReader
Editor: Elitecoder
“Captain Pang, I am from the Jia clan of Westfall City. I’ve heard so much about the great Luo clan and wish to give my respects to the young Regent. Please pass this message along.” A youth in lavish clothes stood before a lofty gate as he made a deep bow to Pang Yi.
He had just finished when a kick smacked his ass way out of bounds. A wretched man spat in contempt, “Humph, another third-rate clan comes out of the woodworks to latch onto the Luo clan? Not on my watch!”
The man switched to an amiable face on the spot as he presented a vial to Pang Yi, “He-he-he, I hail from the Bai clan of Coldedge City. I only wish to have the fortune of serving the Luo clan. Please send my kind regards. This is a 5th grade pill, Heaven Pill. It will assist you in entering the Profound Heaven Stage. I’m sure you must find my meager goodwill laughable…”
Pa!
Not before getting cut off with a resounding slap to the face, which sent him spinning three meters into the air with a swelling face.
In his place was an upright and icy old man, “Humph, Bai clan? Just some thieves under Hell Valley now wanting to get into the Regent of Prosperity’s good graces. That’s the same as letting a spy in! My humble self comes from Seashore City’s Wang clan. I will never allow such a disgrace to foul my eyes.”
The old man walked forth aloof and self-important, flicking his sleeve, and bearing only respect, “I pledge my life to safeguard the Luo clan. I will make sure no bastard sets foot in…”
Pff!
The old guy’s act was cut short with a groan. He looked behind him to see a rough palm slam his chest.
Captain Pang eyed him coldly, his smile wicked, “Did I let you in?”
He put more force into his hand and threw the old guy a dozen meters. The old man crawled to his feet and started cursing, “How can you resort to violence so easily? Attacking when you feel like it. I-I even helped you get rid of a spy!”
“You mean that guy?”
Captain Pang mocked, “What spy is he when we haven’t even taken him in yet?”
The old guy was about to yap on, but the flood of people came from behind in waves. The crafty ones even kicked him for good measure, to lessen the competition.
“Damn geezer, don’t take the high road with me for your own social climbing. Your Wang clan must really want to get in the Luo clan’s graces to have come so early!”
“Yeah, so stop blocking the way. We, the Fang clan, pledge ourselves as Luo clan’s errand boys. We call dibs! Oh, Captain Pang, here is my clan’s legacy, a 4th grade spiritual weapon. Please pass this message to the Regent.”
“Pei, you call that a gift? The Luo clan, head of the Eight Noble Houses, uses them for toothpicks! Captain Pang, I present to you a genuine and uncontested 6th grade heavenly treasure. I hope you could put in a few words for us to the young Regent…”
…
In front of the huge building, people were coming from all around in droves, turning the entrance into a flea market. The plaque above the gate had ‘Regent of Prosperity’s Compound’ written on it in bright gold.
It was the place that the emperor bestowed upon Luo Yunhai in the imperial capital. By the way, it was also his current address.
With the Luo clan receiving the greatest honor in the ceremony, not that the power it displayed while sitting on the head of the seven houses had anything to with it, they were, by right, uplifted to the rank of the head of the ‘eight’ houses. Hence, your run-of-the-mill arriviste clans rushed in like moths to the flame for a chance to serve under the new young Regent, wanting their fame and power to rub off on them too, to bask in second-hand authority, to ride their coattails and to push other people around for a change.
But with how a literal flood was at their gates and Zhuo Fan had yet to return, Luo Yunchang dropped the headache on Captain Pang to stem the waterworks. Yet these guys didn’t know when to quit, sticking around despite any harsh rebuttal, as if the only way forward was to be on the Luo clan’s side.
Captain Pang was laughing it up inside.
He’d be touched if it happened when the Luo clan was in dire straits. But now, [Humph, they’re nothing more than selfish pricks…]
“Uh, this is…”
A bewildered voice announced Zhuo Fan’s coming, guided here by an imperial servant. But the horde of people had him blank out for a second there.
He got the drift the next second though, [Sigh, the world is full of hypocrites.]
“I-it’s the Best Steward Beneath Heavens, Steward Zhuo!”
Someone noticed Zhuo Fan and shrieked like a fangirl, setting him in the sights of the mob.
“Steward Zhuo, take us in! My clan is eternally loyal to yours!”
“Steward Zhuo, forget about him. Take me! My clan is first-rate, an asset in battle. We’ll charge the enemy alongside and will fulfill your orders to the letter…”
…
On and on it went as the human sea outdid itself in being first. They almost had Zhuo Fan swallowed in the maelstrom. Their fanatic and crazed looks were burning his skin.
Face twitching, Zhuo Fan’s choice was for his right eye to flash golden and poof out of existence.
Divine Eye of the Void’s 1st stage, Shift!