My Majordomo

"Qian Duoduo, what are your plans for the future?" Yun Yang asked Fatty.

It must be acknowledged that this fatty whom Yun Yang had just gotten to know was indeed a talented person. He was a know-it-all, an inexhaustible source of the Bound of Universe's many stories, and a conscious person who knew a little more and a little deeper about everything compared to others.

Yun Yang had yet to meet anyone else from the Bound of Universe but such a judgment was not entirely far-fetched.

Take the realm he had come from, for example – how many mandarin positions were there in an empire? Who could list out all these positions and their responsibilities so glibly?

Perhaps there were people who could do so, but in a place where cultivation was prioritized and others considered less significant like the Bound of Universe, they were scarce, whether to be sought or found and to exist or remain.