Gui Ben leaned against the counter, barely stabilizing himself, his whole body sweating coldly, uncontrollably pouring outward.
Facing a formidable opponent at the advanced True God level, Gui Ben had absolutely no ability to resist. It could be said that if the manager of the trading zone wanted to kill Gui Ben, Gui Ben would already be a dead man now.
"Call out the Divine Pill Master Yan Jin! Gui Ben, you don't have the qualifications to receive our Lord Steward." The Manager from the management office looked at Gui Ben arrogantly.
"My lords, why make things difficult for a small figure like me? Senior Yan Jin is currently in alchemy, and if disturbed suddenly, it might lead to a failure in refining the elixir. Could Lord Steward wait until Senior Yan Jin finishes his alchemy before I report to him?" Gui Ben mustered breath, forcing a smile on his face as he spoke to the two people in front of him.
