Invitation

"Yes, of course."

Lei Zhen nodded, then gave a bitter smile. "But 'guest cultivator' is just a fancy title. In reality, it's nothing more than being a dog for a great family. I may be down on my luck, but I, Lei Zhen, refuse to stoop so low."

Hearing this, Luis gently tapped his fingers on the seat, the rhythmic sound echoing softly.

Lei Zhen appeared honest, but in truth, he was quite shrewd. Before Luis could even finish speaking, Lei Zhen had already cut him off.

If he refused to be a lackey for a great family, then why would he willingly serve the Hartmann family?

After all, while the Hartmann family was acknowledged by the influential clans of Guang'an Prefecture, there was still a gap between them and the truly powerful families in terms of strength and foundation.

To outsiders, the Hartmanns were formidable, but still inferior to the Zhou and Yang families.