I Want to Appraise My Level

Qiong Qi understood what he meant and could not help but praise her from the bottom of his heart. He was a real man who relied on his ability to earn fame and fortune. If he accepted the employment of the Night King's Mansion today, no matter what reputation he had in the future, everyone would always see him as a subordinate under the wings of the Night King's Mansion.

However, she had rejected the Night Manor in front of so many people. Just this step was already a step towards the path of the strong.

Yan Ye didn't say anything, but when he saw Beiting Huang leave, he didn't stop her.

This made everyone even more surprised. Beiting De and his son were also deeply disappointed. They had thought that since Beiting Huang did not know how to appreciate favors, the Night Manor would give him a small punishment no matter what. However, the Night King was not angry at all.

Even so, no one dared to imitate Beiting Huang and use this trick to attract the attention of His Highness the Night King. After all, His Highness the Night King's reputation for being temperamental was well-known in the Raya Empire. Who could compare to Beiting Huang's fearless spirit?

On the Central Continent, there were four large organizations that transcended national boundaries and were closely related to almost everyone. The Mercenary Association, the Pharmacist Association, the Swordsman Association, and the Spirit Master Association. These were also four powerful organizations that organized the different professions in the entire continent to maintain, restrain, and establish order.

Although Luobei City was not a big town, it was located at the edge of the Sunset Forest. The Sunset Forest was frequented by magical beasts and nurtured a large number of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures. Every year, a large number of adventurers would visit. As time passed, this place slowly became prosperous. The four major guilds were located at the north entrance of the town. In order to make it easier for warriors to enter and exit the Sunset Forest, the four major guilds stood next to each other.

As soon as Beiting Huang left, many busybodies followed her. They wanted to see how the most famous trash in Luobeng City would become a mercenary.

One had to know that if one wanted to become a mercenary, they had to at least become a Class 1 professional and become a swordsman or a Spiritualist.

Beiting Huang didn't know. Fortunately, Beiting Yao reminded her, "Little Ninth, why don't we go back first? Since you don't want to be employed by the Night Manor, there's no need for us to become mercenaries."

Standing on the lintel in front of the Mercenary Association, Beiting Huang took a glance at the door. At the door, there were two men who were waiting to receive her. They were very arrogant. When they saw Beiting Huang, they only glanced at her indifferently, as if she was an ant.

Level 1 Professionist? Beiting Huang pondered for a moment. Beiting Yao was still trying to persuade her, but she lifted her foot and walked toward the Sword Masters Guild, which was across the street from the Mercenary Association. Beiting Yao had no choice but to follow behind her.

"Miss, I would like to appraise my level!" Beiting Huang stood in front of the counter and tapped her fingers on the counter as she spoke to the girl who was receiving her at the Sword Masters Guild.

"What did you say?" The girl was flirting with a swordsman next to her. When she heard what Beiting Huang said, she thought that there was something wrong with her ears. "You're appraising your level? What level? The useless ninth young master is here to appraise your level?"

Beiting Huang's face suddenly darkened, and a cold light appeared in her eyes. "Is this how the Sword Masters Guild receives guests?"

"You're just a piece of trash. What right do you have to be our honored guest?"

The girl's disdainful look made Beiting Huang angry. She was a third-generation member of the Beiting Family, but she had been bullied in a small place like Luobei City.

The Swordsman beside her also mocked, "Hahaha, what a joke. Trash Ninth Young Master wants to appraise his Swordsman's level. Did you hear that? Hahaha!"