An hour later.
Accompanied respectfully by a man, Xu Yun walked slowly to the mansion's entrance.
"That's enough, let's stop here."
Xu Yun then glanced at the man whose face was still full of anxiety, and continued:
"Did you remember all the things I said?"
The man hurriedly bowed, his waist bent resembling that of later generations of the Neon People, just short of growing a few mutated heads:
"Young master, I will keep your words in mind. Tomorrow... no, I'll start preparing later!"
Xu Yun looked around the area, and added:
"That's good. Actually, you're also a smart person, and should be able to assess whether what I said is beneficial or not.
If this matter is handled well, you can rise to a high position, and a life of wealth and honor will be within reach."
The man quickly agreed.
A few seconds later.
He quietly lifted his eyelids to glance at Xu Yun, cautiously asking:
"Dare I ask, young master, since you care for me so much, are you planning to...?"
