It’s easier to invite god than to send him away
Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
Feng Jiu previously thought that the one who could be called Boss by these robust men should have been a tall and sturdy man or a nefarious and bloodthirsty villain. However, the one who came out was far beyond her expectations.
It was a young man in his early twenties. He was dressed in a uniform - it was unknown from which Spirit division student at the Nebula Academy. His temperament seemed to be so gentle and harmless. His smiling eyes also gave off the same feeling. However, in Feng Jiu's eyes, he felt like a smiling tiger, a man with a big smile and evil intentions.
Those at the peak level Great Spirit Master seemed harmless but deadly. No wonder that this man could become these people's boss at a young age. Obviously, he couldn't sway these vicious people without some means.
"How should I address this distinguished guest?" The man stood on the treehouse and looked down arrogantly at Feng Jiu clad in red.