"Had enough?"
The sudden voice startled Wang Ba. As he didn't have much of the Power of the Yin God and there were Sect Disciples present, Wang Ba had no choice but to stop using it.
He didn't notice.
He hurriedly looked towards the source of the voice.
He saw a teenager, about seventeen or eighteen years old, in a white robe staring impatiently at him.
"Master Immortal, I've seen enough, seen enough," Wang Ba quickly responded, putting on a smile and bowing repeatedly.
"Well, start working! What are you daydreaming about!"
The teenager in the white robe was ruthlessly direct, pointing at the chicken feed bucket next to him, it was about his height, and began giving instructions:
"Yes, remember to fill this. And this...you should do it every day."
Forcing a smile, Wang Ba acutely picked up a shovel, ready to shovel the chicken feed by his side into a large barrel for fermentation.
