Returning to the inn, Xie Tian combined the trembling character with his practice and started to cultivate the nine sets of Cultivation Techniques. By the time the last ray of twilight disappeared from the floor of his room, he called over Zheng Yu and Xie Bao. The three of them left the inn, and soon saw a group of riders approaching the inn.
"Are they also going?" Mu Liang gave Zheng Yu and Xie Bao a sidelong glance and asked indifferently.
"May they?"
"Heh, if they are House Servants, then they may."
Zheng Yu, infuriated, shouted at Xie Tian, "Since when did a young master like me become a House Servant!"
"Then you can wait for me here, maybe three to five years..."
"House Servant it is then!" Zheng Yu said, tears streaming down his face as he leaped onto his horse, thinking to himself that the work he had done recently was no different from that of a servant, so he might as well accept it.