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"Hmm?" Duan Ling Tian looked at the middle-aged man in a doubtful manner.

"Overseer." At that moment, the staff who informed Duan Ling Tian that all the seats were taken up bowed to the middle-aged man respectfully. Anxiously, he felt like blaming someone.

He was nervous about Duan Ling Tian's identity and secretly, he blamed Duan Ling Tian for not telling him his identity.

"Are you blind? This is the Pavilion Master's guest!" The middle-aged man glared at the staff angrily. The staff smiled and apologized to Duan Ling Tian, "I'm so sorry, Sir. I didn't know you're Pavilion Master's guest."

"Sir, ignore him! Follow me. The Pavilion Master's waiting for you." The middle-aged man looked at Duan Ling Tian with a wide smile on his face.

"Pavilion Master? The Pavilion Master of the Rare Treasure Pavilion?" Duan Ling Tian was full of doubts. Did the Pavilion Master of the Rare Treasure Pavilion know him?