Bang—
A moment later, the door to the Lin Clan's room opened.
"Master."
Kuang Beixiao, who had been waiting at the entrance for a long time, shouted softly.
"Are you done?" Lin Ye glanced at him.
The Berserker Race was not a small race. It was one of the top races in the north. Their eldest young master had become his servant.
If this news were to spread to the north, it would probably cause a huge commotion.
However, he was not afraid. At his current level, he already had the qualifications to talk to top noble families.
It was the same for Princess Nightshade and Kuang Beixiao.
"I've settled my matters. For the next year, I will do my best for you." Kuang Beixiao lowered his stance.
On this point, he was much more outstanding than the direct descendants of the major families.
Back then, in order to nurture him, his father first made him experience the beauty of the upper world…
