28 The Emperors Banque (1/2)

Opening the door slowly, Fang saw Tang Junxin waiting there. Smiling brightly, he bowed.

”Disciple greets teacher!” he spoke.

At a loss for words, Fang stood there awkwardly.

'I never accepted you as a disciple...' he thought.

”Ahem...rise, disciple...,” he spoke with an awkward tone.

Tang Junxin snapped up, oblivious to the awkward situation. He stood there, comfortable in the awkward silence.

Fang cleared his throat.

”Is there a particular reason as to why you are here?” he asked, as gently as he could manage.

Tang Junxin looked shocked.

”How could I have forgotten!!! Right! The emperor has invited you to dinner and it's going to be soon so don't be late!” he cried.

With his purpose achieved, he quickly scampered off, joyous at meeting his master and leaving Fang in a cloud of dust.

”What...,” Fang began hazily.

Shaking his head, he cursed the foolish Tang Junxin for leaving him in such a predicament. He could not afford to offend the emperor by not showing up, but it would take him a while to get ready, not to mention how much it would disrupt his cultivation.

Shaking his head, Fang stepped out. He hadn't packed anything else. Unfortunately, his shabby farmer's clothes were all that could sustain him for this very important function. Sighing, he resolved to improve his wardrobe as soon as he got the chance.

Noticing the dust on his clothes, he released his aura to clean them. With a boom, it rushed out and flooding back in within a split second.

[Superior Grade Farmer's Tunic Created]

[Superior Grade Farmer's Trousers Created]

[Superior Grade Farmer's Undergarments Created]

[Superior Grade Farmer's Boots Created]

A series of notifications rang out in his head that Fang ignored in his hurry to reach the banquet.