In the afternoon, Russell returned to Wuyao Snake Manor and was greeted by a wave of flattering compliments from his subordinates.
But that was pretty much where their flattery ended.
The serfs of the manor were still busily tending to the crops, calculating the day's harvest.
There was a natural divide between the knightly class and the commoners, or one could say, a huge rift between the supernatural world and the ordinary world.
The manor's serfs were completely unaware of what had happened outside, and even if they knew, they could not grasp its significance. In their eyes, even an ordinary knight was very powerful, and the might of a Phantom Beast Knight was beyond the boundaries of their imagination.
Inside the Cigar Courtyard, officials lavished Russell with flattery while merrily enjoying a sumptuous dinner feast.
