God knew how many people envied his Young Master for being able to assume the post of Divine Lieutenant at his age!
Jing Shaoyuan had always been proud of this. But why did he suddenly… not want to do it anymore?
Jing Shaoyuan's lips curled into a sneer. "It's just a mere Divine Lieutenant… what is that? A genuine peerless genius just needs to kill a Sky Devil mid-phase practitioner and he will be able to rise from an ordinary soldier to a Divine General! All the hard work at accumulation only proves that the differences in ability between people are too wide!"
The aged steward completely could not understand what he was saying. But hearing his fierce tone, his heart quivered silently!
"Young… Young Master?"
Jing Shaoyuan did not notice the aged steward's situation. The events that happened at tonight's banquet were still repeating themselves in front of his eyes!
