The Treasure Hall Master had been forced to knock Vahn unconscious as a desperate measure. Otherwise, the young man would have been beaten to death under his wrath.
But such brutality could not be ignored. The Hall Master immediately filed a complaint to Vahn's instructor in charge, Elder Orsted.
Soon, the news spread among the Upper Echelons. Yet, when it came to punishment, their hands were tied.
After all, Vahn was no ordinary disciple. He was the Saintess' spouse.
Because of this, they could not impose severe punishment without offending Seraphina herself. Instead, they began to think of alternative ways to discipline him, ways that would not directly provoke her wrath.
When Vahn opened his eyes, he was greeted by the familiar cavern ceiling of Seraphina's cultivation cave.
Something soft pressed against the back of his head, and an intoxicating, natural fragrance filled his nose. A unique pheromone that stirred his body and calmed his soul at once.
