Chapter 1400: Can't Be Poisoned to Death

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

If he had come looking earlier, it wouldn't have been so tiring; many things could have been left to this guy.

A servant, a butler... there was still a gap in status.

“Listen to you?”

His face twitching uncontrollably, Hu Yiwei barely stopped himself from jumping over and strangling the other man.

Could he have some shame?

Even if I concealed my cultivation and you couldn't see through it, you should at least understand the attitude of Master Zhan and the others, right?

Others are so scared of me they're about to faint, but you... acting all casual, how can your eyesight be so poor?

“Exactly! You're just handling some trivial matters for the master, a mere servant, while I am the master's personally recognized butler... Being able to follow my orders should be enough to make you proud!”

Nodding, Sun Qiang looked as if it were only natural.

The other had bragged for ages, only to turn out to be a servant, while he... was completely different, a butler, specifically in charge of servants!

Could status and position be the same?

The two were like gold and mud.

A servant was given a token, but as a butler, he naturally didn't need one... With that thought, Sun Qiang immediately felt much more at ease, once again proud of the master's decision.

“Let me follow your orders...”

Gnashing his teeth so hard they creaked, Hu Yiwei could no longer hold back. A glint of murder flashed in his eyes as he flicked his finger, sending a wisp of smoke silently into Sun Qiang's body. He sneered inwardly, “As long as you stay alive, that's enough!”

Having done this, he couldn't be bothered to say more to the dead man and turned to look at the old man not far away.

“Master Zhan, I came this time with the young master. Now that he has successfully entered the Saint Son Hall, my task is complete, and there's no need for me to stay. I'm here to inform you and hope you'll look after him. The master has great expectations for this young master...”

Before Master Zhan could answer, a loud, carefree voice rang out: “Don't worry, I'll take good care of the young master...”

His mouth twitching, Hu Yiwei quickly turned to look, only to see Sun Qiang waving his hand with an air of calm.

“How... is that possible?”

His brows jumped.

The poison he used was so potent that even someone of Master Zhan's level, if silently planted inside, would die with blood oozing from all seven orifices. This man, with such a large dose, showed no effect at all and even spoke with a strong voice... Was it real or fake?

“Nothing is impossible.”

Unaware that he had just walked through the gates of hell, Sun Qiang smiled lightly, a look of pride on his face: “If it weren't for me taking care of the young master along the way, how could he have so easily become a student of the Saint Son Hall? You don't need to worry about that!”

“...”

Seeing that the man was speaking louder and louder with no signs of poisoning, Hu Yiwei narrowed his eyes and flicked his fingers again.

Though his temperament had improved over the years, when truly provoked, he still couldn't help but feel murderous intent.

Woo woo woo!

Several more times, the strongest poisons he carried attached themselves to the other man and seeped into his body.

“Enough! Is flicking around fun? I'm talking to you—didn't you hear, or are you playing deaf? As a servant, you have no awareness of being a servant. No wonder the master didn't make you butler... Honestly!”

Sun Qiang was full of displeasure, looking like a lonely master.

While they were talking properly, this guy was dancing around flicking his fingers, irritating the true qi left by the young master in his body, making it surge wildly...

Did he have no awareness of being a servant at all? Was it because he had been with the young master too long and learned to be too good-tempered?

Otherwise, why wasn't the other man afraid at all?

Give him an inch, and he takes a mile...

“You...”

Seeing that the other still showed no signs of poisoning, Hu Yiwei swayed, his eyes wide.

The poisons he had just flicked were the most potent he had. Even Master Yang, when encountering them, had to spend some effort. Yet this man was completely unaffected. Could it be... this fat guy wasn't as simple as he seemed, but actually a hidden super expert?

A while back, he had met a young woman who nearly beat him to the point of spitting blood!

And he had heard that the founding patriarch of the Poison Hall had returned, looking very young too!

The master's judgment had always been sharp. If he wanted this man as butler, there must be a reason. Without some ability, he wouldn't have agreed!

In an instant, the previously worthless fat man became towering in his eyes.

“I will naturally take care of Master Yang's disciple... What is his name? Did he pass the assessment this year?”

Although he had seen Hu Yiwei's movements, seeing Sun Qiang unharmed, Master Zhan assumed he hadn't actually struck and breathed a sigh of relief, asking hastily.

“Zhang Xuan!”

“Feng Ziyi!”

Sun Qiang and Hu Yiwei spoke at the same time.

“Zhang Xuan?”

Before Master Zhan could answer, Hu Yiwei frowned and looked over: “My master has only ever taken one student, named Feng Ziyi. Who is this Zhang Xuan?”

Master Yang had only one student, Feng Ziyi, who had come here following him. Zhang Xuan... he had never heard of him!

Taking on an extra butler without hearing about it was one thing, but taking on an extra student? There was no way he wouldn't know!

“Feng Ziyi and our young master are fellow disciples. They've already met and had a friendly spar!”

Sun Qiang waved his hand with a smile: “If I'm not mistaken, he should already be our young master's junior brother!”

So this guy was taking care of Feng Ziyi. That explained it!

He took care of the young master, and the other took care of Feng Ziyi... It seemed the master wasn't too biased.

Based on his understanding of the young master's temperament, it was impossible that he hadn't made this Feng Ziyi call him senior brother.

“Junior brother?” Hu Yiwei was dumbfounded.

“If you had mentioned Feng Ziyi earlier, I wouldn't have doubted you. We're all working for the master, no need to stand on ceremony...”

Seeing his confusion, Sun Qiang smiled: “Actually, a man like the master, with unfathomable strength, might take on several students or even servants without you knowing. That's normal. After all, we're just servants; it's not our place to pry into the master's affairs!”

The master was very low-key. For instance, he had known him for so long, but if Zhang Jiuxiao hadn't explained, he wouldn't have known that the master he had known for over a year was so powerful, arguably the best in the world!

“...”

Hu Yiwei was speechless.

The other spoke so confidently, had passed Master Zhan's inspection, and even his poison couldn't kill him. He too began to feel uncertain.

Though he followed Master Yang, he was just a servant. It was impossible to know everything about the servants the master took on.

Could it be that his master, without his knowledge, had really taken on another student and a butler?

He had only come to discuss matters with Master Zhan. How had it turned into a family reunion in the blink of an eye?