The Chaos Gem

"I see your companion is a prideful person, Dragon Wing Governor!"

The barbed words from Jin Yu, the handsome man looking down at them, echoed through the alcoves of the magnificent hall.

As a Golden-clothed Deacon of the Samsara Temple, Jin Yu had always reveled in the admiration and reverence showered upon him by others. Even the powerful or privileged from the stronger populations honored him with awe and deference. However, as a Rank Three Dao Master, the Dragon Wing Governor could have spoken to him with much lesser modesty.

Still, it was expected that common Dao Masters should greet Jin Yu with utmost reverence.

Any folk of the Eternal Realm, on the other hand... would be wont to bow on their knees when greeting him.

Seeing that Jian Wushuang just had merely greeted him by a simple gesture, Jin Yu felt himself simmering with annoyance as he grew displeased.