I walked out of the Black Tower and headed out along with one of the guards who was already informed to take me to the private manor.
Not only was my presence surprising to many of the cultivators as they saw the treatment I was getting from the Black Tower, but my cultivation level was also the most attention-grabbing.
Because it didn't matter what level you were when it was related to the Black Tower, all that mattered was achievement and contribution, and what they saw made a huge detachment between me and every cultivator.
Because why would the tower give me so many privileges? Who was I? And how could they profit or benefit from befriending me?
These were the simplest of questions that would usually go through one's mind, because human nature, is always, and forever will be, greed.
