ebookland Chapter 75 – Welcoming Gift
Chapter 75 – Welcoming Gift
Chapter 75 - Welcoming Gift
It only took a couple of days for someone to show up out of nowhere. It was just some guy with unassuming looks waiting for me at the library while talking to the librarian.
"Why do people who send letters or need to meet with my personal disciple come here? You do know that this isn't his home, right? This is a public space," the librarian complained. His voice was as dull as always, and he seemed like he was giving a lesson and teaching rather than reprimanding someone.
On the other hand, the unassuming guy kept bowing and apologizing. By the Qi around the newcomer, he was around a one-star or two-star Qi Gathering Cultivator.
I walked up next to him, but his eyes were still on the librarian, and he kept apologizing without a care in the world other than what was in front of him.
How careless...
Even though I was a whole large realm below him, if I wanted to kill him right now, it would not be hard to do so. He had his guard down, and his senses were dog shit. If he hadn't had such plentiful Qi and a blue uniform, I would not have believed someone as unskilled as him could be a Qi Gathering Cultivator.
No, perhaps I was being too harsh on him. Most of my experience with Qi Gathering Cultivators was with people like Ye An and Song Song. They were both very skilled.
"Is everything alright here?" I asked, and instead of jumping away in fright that someone had gotten so close to him, the guy only looked at me with a surprised look.
"It seems like Song Song has sent someone to pick you up," the librarian said, nudging his chin toward the newcomer.
"Do I need to come immediately?" I inquired.
"Yes," the inner disciple answered, this time without the apologetic look he had toward the librarian.
Even some second-rate cultivator with third-rate capabilities would look down on someone with lower cultivation than them.
"Well, I will just get a backpack from the second floor and come right down," I said, turning my back on the man and walking up the stairs.
While climbing the stairs to the second floor, I couldn't stop my mind from wandering toward the journey ahead. A part of me still doubted whether I made the right decision with this one. But I was not going to fight or suppress that side of me because the day I stopped doubting my decisions would be the beginning of a countdown to my untimely death.
On the second floor, the place no longer had books scattered around like before when I used to do re
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