Suppressing One's Cultivation Level for Nothing?

"Hehe, don't worry, Young Master Xu."

Xiao Wanfeng laughed hollowly. He scratched his head and pulled out a handful of hair, For a moment, his smile froze.

"I've settled the matter of the Plenty Gold Company. You should go and rest. I'll give you two days off!"

Xu Xiaoshou's scalp went numb as he watched.

He always felt that Xiao Wanfeng wanted to create history.

The first master swordsman on the continent to die suddenly due to hiding a sword and staying up late. If that really happened in the First Pavilion in the Sky, it wouldn't be a good thing. Instead, it would make the place notorious for ten thousand years.

"Alright, alright. Then I'll be leaving first."

Xiao Wanfeng also realized that he was about to be burnt out. He hurriedly bid farewell and went to replenish his sleep.

"Young Master Xu is quite considerate of his subordinates!"