Meng Bai was very excited along the way. He kept jumping back and forth on the chariot while cheering, "Oh! My Master is the City Lord! My Master is the City Lord! Haha!" To him, a supervisor in charge of a mine was already a very powerful official, and the City Lord was an existence he had to look up to.
Chen Zhen snorted coldly and mocked, "Yunxiao, look what a promising disciple you've found yourself!"
Yunxiao laughed. "He's just a kid, and all kids' dreams are either to be a general or a State Guardian."
His skinny body was not much larger than Meng Bai's, so when he spoke like an old man, it startled everyone and made them look at each other. They were all surprised by the fact that a fifteen-year-old boy like him could look further and deeper than any of the old men present.
