Ying Si straightened his garments solemnly and then strode directly in front of Yi Chen, bowing deeply to him.
"The integrity of the State Preceptor truly makes me, the emperor, feel ashamed."
"Great Qin has found its State Preceptor like a fish finds water!"
"Yi Taoist, please accept Ying Si's bow. The State Preceptor has not failed Great Qin, and Great Qin will surely not fail the State Preceptor!"
Ying Si's words were heartfelt, and Yi Chen, sitting upright with dignity, received his gesture of respect.
This was what his disciple, Yi Chengzi, had exchanged for after half a day's work on a PowerPoint presentation. He deserved it!
With his cultivation at this level, it was time for him to weave a great tale about the Taoist life. He couldn't possibly do everything himself.
Back in the day, Yi Chengzi only sold Overlord Chickens out of necessity; telling great Taoist stories was truly where his charm lay.
