Chapter 1419: Poison Doesn't Kill

Back in Tianxuan Kingdom, the Master had spent a long time with him but had never once mentioned having another servant.

If he had been found earlier, things wouldn't have been so exhausting; this fellow could have handled many tasks.

A servant, a steward... there's still a significant difference in status.

"Listen to you?"

Hu Yiwei's face twitched uncontrollably. He almost couldn't stop himself from leaping over and strangling the man. Have you no shame? Even if I've hidden my cultivation and you can't discern it, you should at least be able to understand the attitudes of Master Zhan and the others, shouldn't you? Everyone else is practically fainting with fear at the sight of me, yet you... you're so casual. How can your judgment be so terrible?

"Exactly! You merely handle trivial tasks for the Master—just a servant. I, on the other hand, am the steward personally recognized by the Master... You should be proud just to take orders from me!"

Sun Qiang nodded, his expression one of utter conviction. The other person had been bragging for ages, only to reveal he was just a servant, whereas Sun Qiang... he was completely different. He was a steward, specifically in charge of servants! Could their identities and statuses possibly be the same? The difference between them was like gold and dirt. Servants were given tokens, but as a steward, he naturally wouldn't need one... This thought immediately made Sun Qiang feel much more comfortable, and he once again felt proud of the Master's decision.

"Make me take orders from you..."

Hu Yiwei's teeth ground together with a "clack, clack!" He could no longer restrain himself. A murderous glint flashed in his eyes. With a flick of his finger, a wisp of dust silently entered Sun Qiang's body. He sneered internally, "Let's see if you can even survive this!"

Having done that, he couldn't be bothered to say anything more to a dead man. He turned to face the elder nearby.

"Master Zhan, I accompanied the Young Master here. He has now successfully entered the Saint Son Hall, so my mission is complete. There's no need for me to remain here. I specifically wanted to inform you of this and hope you'll look after him. The Master holds very high expectations for this Young Master..."

Before Master Zhan could reply, a booming, casual voice interjected, "Don't worry, I'll take good care of the Young Master..."

Hu Yiwei's mouth twitched. He quickly turned his head and saw Sun Qiang waving a hand with a remarkably serene and composed expression.

"How... is that possible?"

His eyebrow twitched. The potent poison he had used would cause even someone of Master Zhan's caliber to bleed from all seven orifices and die if it were silently introduced into their body. Yet this person, after receiving such a large dose, was completely unaffected and still spoke with full vigor... Was this real or a trick?

"What's impossible about it?" Unaware he had just walked through the gates of hell, Sun Qiang smiled faintly, a proud expression on his face. "All this way, if it weren't for me looking after the Young Master, how could he have become a Saint Son Hall student so easily? This... is nothing for you to worry about!"

Seeing the man's voice grow louder and louder, with no sign of poisoning, Hu Yiwei's eyes narrowed. He continued to flick his fingers. Although his temperament had changed considerably over the years, when truly provoked, he still couldn't help but harbor murderous intent.

With several consecutive flicks, the most potent poison he carried was again applied, seeping into the other man's body.

"Enough! Is it amusing to keep flicking your fingers? Am I talking to you, or are you deaf, or perhaps feigning ignorance? As a servant, you have no grasp of your place. No wonder the Master didn't make you a steward... Honestly!"

Sun Qiang was thoroughly displeased, adopting an air of lonely superiority. While he was trying to speak properly, this fellow was gesturing wildly and flicking his fingers, irritating him so much that the true qi left by the Young Master in his body surged erratically... He had absolutely no idea of his place as a subordinate. Was it because Sun Qiang had spent so long with the Young Master that he had become too good-tempered? Otherwise, why wasn't the other person afraid in the slightest? Give him an inch, and he'll take a mile...

"You..."

Seeing that the other man still showed no signs of poisoning, Hu Yiwei swayed slightly, his eyes wide in disbelief. The several potent poisons he had just flicked out were the strongest he possessed. Even Master Yang had needed considerable effort to deal with them, yet this person was completely unaffected. Could it be... this chubby fellow wasn't as simple as he seemed, but was actually a hidden super expert? A while ago, he had met a young woman who had almost beaten him to the point of spitting blood! Furthermore, he'd heard that the founding patriarch of the Poison Hall had returned and also appeared very young! The Master's discernment had always been sharp. For him to want this man as a steward, there must be a valid reason. How could he possibly agree if the man lacked certain abilities?

In an instant, the seemingly insignificant chubby man before him suddenly seemed to tower.

"Master Yang's disciple, I will naturally look after him... May I ask his name? Did he just pass the assessment this year?" Although Master Zhan had observed Hu Yiwei's actions, seeing Sun Qiang completely unharmed, he assumed Hu Yiwei hadn't actually made a move. He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly asked.

"Zhang Xuan!"

"Feng Ziyi!"

Sun Qiang and Hu Yiwei spoke simultaneously.

"Zhang Xuan?"

Before Master Zhan could reply, Hu Yiwei frowned and looked over. "My master has only ever accepted one student, named Feng Ziyi. Who is this Zhang Xuan?" Master Yang had only ever accepted one student, Feng Ziyi. Hu Yiwei had come here precisely because he was accompanying Feng Ziyi. Zhang Xuan... why had he never heard of him? It was one thing for the Master to have taken on an additional steward without his knowledge, but to have taken on another student without him knowing was impossible!

"Feng Ziyi and our Young Master are fellow disciples. They've already met and had a friendly competition!" Sun Qiang smiled and waved his hand. "You've guessed correctly; he must have already become our Young Master's junior apprentice-brother!"

So this fellow was looking after Feng Ziyi; no wonder! Sun Qiang looked after the Young Master, and this man looked after Feng Ziyi... It seemed the Master wasn't too biased after all. Based on his understanding of the Young Master's temperament, it was highly unlikely that Feng Ziyi wouldn't have been compelled to address him as "senior apprentice-brother."

"Junior apprentice-brother?" Hu Yiwei was completely bewildered.

"If you had mentioned Feng Ziyi earlier, I wouldn't have doubted you. We both work for the Master, so there's no need to be formal..." Seeing his confusion, Sun Qiang smiled. "Actually, someone like the Master, whose strength is unfathomable, might take on a few students or even servants without us knowing. That's quite normal. After all, we're just subordinates; it's not appropriate to pry too much into the Master's affairs!"

The Master was extremely low-key. For example, even after knowing him for so long, Sun Qiang wouldn't have known how incredibly powerful he was—truly the greatest in the world—if Zhang Jiuxiao hadn't explained it.

Hu Yiwei was speechless. The other man was so utterly confident, had apparently passed inspections from Master Zhan and others, and even his most potent poison couldn't kill him. Hu Yiwei was starting to feel quite uncertain. Although he followed Master Yang, he was, after all, merely a subordinate. It was impossible for him to know every detail about the Master's newly acquired students or servants. Could it be that his Master had truly taken on an additional student, and even a steward, without his knowledge?

He had only intended to report to Master Zhan, yet in the blink of an eye, it had turned into a family reunion...