"What, this old man begs you?" Pan Ze's face was a picture of furious indignation, "What status does this old man have? A pompous three-star Pill Master, an elder of the Alchemy Dao in Sanyuan City, and I need to beg you?"
Shi Hao just smiled, "Since you don't beg me, then forget it."
He continued walking forward.
Damn, how cunning is this kid? Are you really just seventeen or eighteen years old?
Pan Ze had no choice but to chase after him, whether it was a command or a plea, today he had to bring Shi Hao in front of Qi Yingpeng.
"This old man... begs you!" This time, his attitude had lowered a few notches again.
What?
The guard watching was dumbfounded, Pan Ze was actually really begging Shi Hao.
Good heavens!
Was there a problem with his ears?
But Shi Hao just shook his head, "You call this begging? Heh."
He kept moving forward. In fact, getting verified as a Pill Master was just icing on the cake for him; he wasn't particularly eager for it.