Wang Ling stood there facing the middle-aged man as he continued his words, "I have just finished my training and I have other agendas to do. Please let us do this another time, okay?"
Wang Ling was not in the mood to fight. He had come home to the main house to learn and easily break through the next level. Although he had yet to accept most of the resources from Butler Sun, the souls and blood he asked for was coming.
Resources was in no way something he didn't want. Just that Shadow Pavilion was larger than he had thought. He had yet to venture to the Shadow Pavilion was situated but the number of people he had seen cultivating the same techniques had already numbered at 59.
It had yet to reach hundreds, but those 59 people were all in the saint phase. Just how strong was the Shadow Pavilion? He didn't know. But he had the general idea how much resources it must take to support so many people of that caliber.