Huang Houyi had wanted to meet Samuel a long time ago, but he hadn’t had a chance. He hadn't been at home when Samuel had come to the City Lord's Mansion, so he'd always missed this opportunity.
Now that he saw the guard leading a young man with extraordinary aura, he was immediately certain Samuel's identity. He walked up to Samuel with excitement.
Even though he was the City Lord, Huang Houyi still displayed his greatest respect. He cupped his hands and bowed slightly, saying, "Are you Huang Xiaoyong's master, Samuel?"
Samuel smiled. As the City Lord, Huang Youyi didn’t put on airs at all. He treated others with modesty.
"It's me. You must be the City Lord," Samuel said.
Huang Houyi sent out a look, and the guard bowed and left.
"What's the point of being a City Lord in front of you? And if it weren't for you, I, the City Lord, would just be a puppet." Huang Houyi said with a face full of shame. He had a deep understanding of his own situation. He had assumed the position of the City Lord as a puppet. Although he had thought of breaking away from his status as a puppet, it would have been extremely difficult for him to do so without Huang Xiaoyong's being strong.
But now, because of Huang Xiaoyong's becoming stronger, all the obstacles were gone. All the credit should be attributed to Samuel.
It was natural for him to respect Samuel.
As for whether or not he would show the posture of the City Lord.it depended on different people. Now, it was difficult for the three families to see him. The only reason he would be humble in front of Samuel was because of his powerful strength.
"The City Lord is really good at joking. I'm just a commoner. How can I compare with the City Lord?" Samuel said.
This was just a casual remark for Samuel, but Huang Houyi's expression changed drastically. This was because he didn't dare to compare himself to Samuel, and he didn't dare to call himself a City Lord in front of Samuel either.
"Mr. Hannigan, you're an expert who the Royal Court wishes to recruit. I'm not qualified to be compared to you in terms of my lowly status as a City Lord. Mr.
Hannigan's words are too serious," Huang Houyi said.
Samuel shrugged his shoulders helplessly. He hadn't thought that Huang Houyi would be so afraid when he'd spoken so casually.
"I want to see Huang Xiaoyong. City Lord, please lead the way," Samuel said.
"It's ok. This is what I should've done." Huang Houyi was almost bowing ninety degrees when he spoke these words.
Huang Xiaoyong used to be a good-for-nothing, and he was never willing to waste his time on cultivation, because after he stopped at the Second Lamp Realm, he had already accepted his fate and never expected to make great progress in cultivation in his life.
But now, after breaking the realm, Huang Xiaoyong had a strong insistence on cultivation. As long as he had nothing to do, he would meditate and adjust his Qi-circulation. Because there was hope, there was motivation.
The current Huang Xiaoyong was no longer a good-for-nothing. His dream was to be able to keep up Samuel's pace. Although he knew that it was impossible for him to achieve the same feat as Samuel, he had also set a goal for himself. At the very least, he needed to reach the strength of the last three realms. Only in this way would he not embarrass Samuel.
Huang Houyi led Samuel to Huang Xiaoyong’s room and knocked on the door.
"Xiaoyong, what are you doing? Come out now!" Huang Houyi called out loudly.
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