Mo Qingcheng had lost face twice today, and her mood was already terrible. Now, being rejected by Agui again, her anger flared up. She sternly shouted, "Go and call your manager!"
Agui's expression turned even uglier. He said coldly, "Our manager is currently attending to distinguished guests. If you have anything, you can tell me."
He was not lying.
At this moment, the manager of Fengyun Chamber of Commerce, Huo Qinghe, was accompanying their young master, Ye Liuxing, and attending to the great deity Ye Lingyuan.
However, these words sounded different in Mo Qingcheng's ears. She felt Agui was brushing her off.
"Tell you? Are you worthy?"
Mo Qingcheng's anger surged. A mere reception attendant dared to reject her repeatedly?
Agui's face turned completely cold. "Miss, please watch your words!"
"Who do you think you are? Daring to lecture me?"
At this moment, Mo Qingcheng had lost any semblance of her approachable fairy image. Su Dan Novel Network
"You..."
Agui's face turned ashen. He clenched his fists, and a faint spiritual energy circulated within him. In the blink of an eye, the spiritual energy receded.
Mo Qingcheng looked astonished. In that instant, she realized that this small attendant before her was a cultivator at the early stage of the Gathering Spirit realm.
It was as if a basin of ice water had been poured over her head, extinguishing half of her anger.
Her master, Fu Liuyun, had once said that although Fengyun Chamber of Commerce primarily engaged in business, its influence was immense. Even he dared not act presumptuously within Fengyun Chamber of Commerce.
Even a mere attendant there was not someone to be offended lightly, as Fengyun Chamber of Commerce only recognized and housed the strong, the truly strong.
"Hmph! Unreasonable!"
Agui turned and sat on a stool, picked up a teacup, took a sip, and began to peruse the documents on the table.
He completely ignored Mo Qingcheng, his meaning clear: I can't be bothered with you.
Although Mo Qingcheng had regained some reason, she, who had always been high and mighty, had never been treated like this before.
She patted the table in front of Agui, forcing a smile on her face, and said, "Hey, I want to see your manager."
Although her tone was still unpleasant, it lacked the previous aggressiveness. However, her smile was truly unconvincing.
Agui didn't even lift his eyelids.
He disdained those arrogant rich young masters who, relying on their cultivation talent, looked down on everyone.
They always thought that in this remote place, being labeled a genius made them oblivious to the vastness of the world.
Little did they know, there was always someone better out there.
Only when these narrow-minded people left this barren land would they understand what true genius was.
And true geniuses were proud but not arrogant, commanding respect without being overbearing. They only earned respect through their strength, just like the young man holding the Heaven-tier VIP card earlier.
Seeing that Agui completely ignored her, Mo Qingcheng felt her pride wounded. She had already humbled herself and softened her stance, what more did he want?
But when she recalled her master's words, she could only force a reluctant smile again and say, "Hey, I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"
Agui shot her a glare, dug into his ear, and said coldly, "My ears aren't deaf, of course I heard you. However, Manager Huo is very busy, and not just any cat or dog is qualified to be attended by him."
Mo Qingcheng was furious. She, the dignified Saintess of the Flowing Cloud Sect, the niece of the current Empress, and the pampered daughter of the Prime Minister, had become the equivalent of a stray cat or dog?
The anger that had just subsided flared up again, but she dared not be too reckless. With a cold face, she said, "What kind of attitude is this?"
"My attitude depends on your attitude."
Agui was not to be outdone. He would naturally show due respect to guests, but he would not grovel.
Although he was just an attendant, he had been handpicked and dispatched from the imperial headquarters of Fengyun Chamber of Commerce.
Of course, the people of the Tianqi Kingdom only knew of Fengyun Chamber of Commerce, but not that it was merely a branch of Fengyun Chamber of Commerce in the Tianqi Kingdom.
Therefore, Agui, who came from the headquarters, had seen all sorts of scenes and met all kinds of people.
But no matter how arrogant people were, they dared not offend the people inside Fengyun Chamber of Commerce easily.
Because even attendants like Agui were people of Fengyun Chamber of Commerce. Offending them was tantamount to provoking the dignity of Fengyun Chamber of Commerce.
"You!"
Mo Qingcheng was so enraged she felt like exploding. She suspected she hadn't checked the almanac before leaving home today, otherwise, why would she encounter such sharp-tongued scoundrels?
"What about me?"
Agui glared at Mo Qingcheng and then impatiently said, "Leave your name, I'll register it. When our manager has time, I'll notify you!"
"You!"
Mo Qingcheng's spiritual energy surged, and she looked at the reception attendant with fierce eyes.
"What? You want to make a move?"
Not only was the reception attendant fearless, but he also provocatively looked at her and said, "Don't forget, this is what kind of place this is!"
Mo Qingcheng's head exploded. A cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and the surging spiritual energy within her calmed down.
"Good, good, good!"
Recalling her master's words, Mo Qingcheng could only forcefully suppress her anger and force herself to calm down and say, "Mo Qingcheng, Saintess of the Flowing Cloud Sect, requests an audience with the manager of Fengyun Chamber of Commerce."
Of course, she had carefully considered revealing her identity as the Saintess of the Flowing Cloud Sect.
While royalty was noble, it was somewhat insignificant when facing a behemoth like Fengyun Chamber of Commerce, which dealt with cultivators daily.
In the eyes of cultivators, what was the royal family? On the path of spiritual cultivation, mortals were worse than dogs.
But the Flowing Cloud Sect was different. It was the cultivation holy land in the eyes of the Tianqi people, the true number one sect in the Tianqi Kingdom. Fengyun Chamber of Commerce had to show them some respect, right?
"That's more like it. Let alone being the Saintess of the Flowing Cloud Sect, even if the Sect Master of the Flowing Cloud Sect, Fu Liuyun himself, came, he would have to learn to speak properly!"
The reception attendant, with a stern face, reprimanded Mo Qingcheng while taking out a tag and quickly writing down Mo Qingcheng's name.
The reception attendant pushed the tag forward and pointed to the lobby not far away, saying, "Take this tag and go to the room in front to queue and wait."
Mo Qingcheng followed the direction pointed by the reception attendant. As she looked, the anger that had been forcibly suppressed within her surged again.
This was hardly a room; it was clearly a few screens set up in a secluded corner with a few stools.
From Mo Qingcheng's perspective, she could see a few blurry figures inside, vaguely discernible as a few burly men.
Her face darkened, her fists clenched, and she angrily said, "What do you mean by this!"
Agui gave a mocking smile and replied indifferently, "It means nothing. It's just the rules! If you want to see our manager, you can only wait there."