The King of Dibo caught the bottle of Spiritual Pill with both hands, full of surprise and delight, and knelt down on one knee before the Hall Master. "Thank you, Hall Master, for the gift of the Spiritual Medicine. Rest assured, I will devote myself wholeheartedly to serving you until my last breath..."
The Hall Master raised his hand slightly. "Enough. I don't appreciate empty flattery, I prefer actions. Show me results. You've been doing fine all these years."
With the Hall Master's praise, the King of Dibo was deeply moved to the point of visible tears.
It had not been easy for him!
To earn this single praise from the Hall Master, he had been diligent and dedicated, making no room for slack.
He only wanted to achieve something which would make the Hall Master pay more attention to him and take more care of him. If one day, the Hall Master would let him enter Shoku's palace, all his sacrifices and efforts would be worth it!
