About 2 hours later and the doors opened up to admit an old man into the luxurious chambers.

There were 3 people inside. Normally, these 3 would have already separated this early in the morning in order to cultivate in the confines of their respective rooms.

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Although they were young but they knew the value of hard work and dedication. But since some important news has arrived at breakfast, everyone was eager to delay their cultivation.

They were very much willing to entertain an interesing fellow in the name of Master Clark Colter. Alas, they would have to be disappointed today.

"I apologize, Senior Du Feng. But Master Clark is in a closed door cultivation at the moment. His people say that he may come out in 1 year at the latest."

The old man, Zhang Yun, lied with a straight face. He had especially sent his most trusted servant Duan Ya to the Han Clan but the beautiful woman returned in failure.

Duan Ya was slapped with a big refusal a minute after she arrived but she persisted to wait more an hour more. What awaited her was of course nothing but more rejection.

Duan Ya never even saw the shadow of our very own protagonist. It did not need telling that our good gamer was pretty much preoccupied at the moment.

Clark had a laser like focus when it came to achieving his goals in this world. So he would fuck his way out of this one.

"Interesting! Does this boy know who has sent him the invitation? Does he not respect the call of an Earth Realm Senior?"

Du Feng smiled but there was great annoyance to be heard in his voice. High cultivation experts like him have rarely eaten such discourtesy.

It was akin to a slap in the face if not more. Perhaps more like a kick to the balls in crude talk.

"I'm sure that this is not Master Clark's intention, Senior Du Feng. Let me send a second invite and I will personally go there myself.

I have confidence that I can successfully get him to come here this time." Zhang Yun replied.

He was betting that our bored gamer would give him face since he was after all the Lord of the City.

Zhang Yun was truly a wise old man. He trusted his instincts on who he cannot dare offend. This was the reason why he was quite careful with dealing with our good gamer since the beginning.

He did not believe at all that Master Clark did not have a strong backer behind him.

Master Clark may be a boy from some hidden clans in the continent or he may be a spoiled son of a big expert somewhere. But there was one truth that Zhang Yun knew about Master Clark.

He was definitely not someone simple.

"You have done your part, City Lord. Now let me do mine." Du Feng's smile grew even wider at this time making his beautiful face bloom in splendor.

Mortal women would have no doubt swooned in admiration if they were present at the moment. Alas, there were no mortal women in this room.

"TAP!"

"TAP!"

"TAP!" Three people stood up and it was clear that they were about to go on a short walk. Zhang Yun was only too alarmed to just stand there and let this happen.

"Senior Du Feng, I believe that Master Clark's origin is not simple. I have a hunch that he may belong to some of the hidden clans in this Southern Continent of Fable."

Zhang Yun finally threw his ace in the hole. If he was still unsuccessful at this time then at least he has done his best to avoid a catastrophe for his city.

"The hidden clans, huh?" Du Feng paused in thought. The hidden clans were absolutely not a joke. Each one of them were as old as time itself.

These were usually families that wanted no part in the race of fame and fortune. They were all secluded away from the eyes of the mortals and also to their immortal counterparts.

It was safe to say that most hidden clans were eccentric in their way of life. Du Feng mused before he made a decision a few breaths later.

"I'm just going to go and talk to Master Clark, City Lord. And even if he is indeed a descendant of a hidden clan, there is a huge possibility that he is currently an exile and not an important figure in the clan." Du Feng stated.

One should know that hidden clans have kept to themselves for millions of years.

And in rare events that someone from the hidden clans would appear, they were most of them exiles and runaways.

"THUD!" The doors closed to leave behind Zhang Yun on his own. In the end, he could only utter a helpless sigh. One breath later and the room was now empty of any soul.

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"Who goes there?! State your business in our Han Family!" A bold guard shouted at the gates.

"We are here to see, Master Clark. Tell him that Du Feng from the Eastern Continent of Odin wants to exchange some dao pointers today." Du Feng replied.

The bold guard quite irritated him but he has chosen to persevere because he did not want to start a misunderstanding with a possible remnant of a hidden clan.

One should know that every cultivator who has come out of these mystical clans were strong beyond compare.

"Go straight inside and wait in that building! Don't wander anywhere else or you will be punished without prejudice! Du Feng or not! Eastern Continent of Odin or not!"

The same guard spoke with the same uncaring attitude. The 6 months had seen a meteoric rise in the family. Not only in riches but also in honor.

A lot of people have already categorized the Han in the same heights of the 3 big clans of Aurora. The Zhang, Song and Ren.

A huge part of this prosperity was because of Han Bei's handiwork. The woman was a definitely a force to be reckoned with!