Shi Lang sat in the waiting hall, and he put one leg over the other. He did not mind that someone told him to wait regardless of his mighty status. He had other ways to make these people take note of him. He raised his left hand and opened his communicator. Then he began analyzing the places where has encountered the monks in the past.
The sight of him manipulating an image was something that caused the people to shiver. They were a city filled with bright minds, and forgers, yet they had yet to make something like this. Many people were gazing at him, when they all saw a young lady rushing over to Shi Lang's side.
The lady bowed and said, "Senior, the governess has invited you over for tea."
Shi Lang nodded with a smile on his face and said, "Please, after you."
