Han Yu walked out of the Government Office looking bewildered. Ou Mingdong, that scumbag, was acting as if he was afraid of being seen with him, not even bothering to see him off.
So much for the gallantry of the martial world.
"You should at least have some awareness of a high-tier cultivator yourself, okay?"
Glass rolled her eyes in his Sea of Consciousness.
Han Yu pointed at himself, mumbling as he spoke.
"Do I look like a high-tier cultivator?"
This remark made the Artifact Spirit grumble internally again, "Have you ever thought, maybe you can try reaching the Realm of Transcendence?"
Me? Going against a Transcendent Realm Cultivator?
"You're not joking?"
Han Yu said in surprise.
The Artifact Spirit no longer wanted to pay him any attention. This guy never had an accurate self-assessment of his own strength. If it were someone else, they would've been bragging all around.
Could it be the fault of that overseas divine skill? Pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger?
