Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

While Yates had assessed the three astutely, he was, in fact, wrong in his overall assessment. Wurth was a member of the Zhang Clan which wasn't a poor family. True, it wasn't one of the top seven noble clans, but, Wurth's family actually held far more power than an ordinary noble clan. After all, the Zhang Clan was the only family able to progress alongside the top seven noble clans, equally. If a rank were required, then the Zhang Clan would be counted as comparable to any of the top seven noble clans.

Of course, wearing his white outer disciple robe was deceptive, so, Yates wasn't at fault for misjudging Wurth as a nobody.

After his initial assessment, Yates had noted that the three weren't very powerful.

While Zen was a nature creature, he was just at grade one, and Wurth and Sean were only at half-step into the nature level.

Yates wasn't worried about their strength because he was at grade four of the nature level, while his friends were grades four and five, respectively. With their cumulative strength, Yates hadn't given Nory's friends a second thought, which led him to refer to Zen and the others as losers to their faces.

"Nory, when did you grow up? How brave of you to deem to talk to me like this today!" said Yates snidely as he frowned unhappily. With so many people in attendance today, Yates needed to teach Nory a lesson and give him a reminder of who he was addressing.

Wurth and Sean glared back at Yates, enraged. They hadn't thought Nory's family members would ignore his devoted enthusiasm, and they would suffer personal disgrace.

One member of Nory's group remained staunchly expressionless, Zen.

With calm, collected mannerisms, Zen picked up a kettle that was dark-red and enameled from the table and slowly poured some of the water over his hands. As he did, life vitality rose from within, to cover his hands. Under the heat of his life vitality, the tea water quickly evaporated into the air as steam.

his face. He patted Nory on the shoulder,

to glare as he ground his teeth, "He's my

this is your cousin, right?" said Zen in an animated tone. He turned his attention to Yates, continuing to smile, and he said in a bubbly voice, "Since you're Nory's cousin, we're all friends here! I don't see a need for cousins to speak this way between each other.

relatives? Ha-ha!" remarked Yates snidely. After a brief pause he rolled his eyes, huffed and contemptuously added, "How does he deserve to be considered a relative of mine? Which member of the Mo Clan acknowledges that Nory

Nory doesn't merit being considered your relative, it makes this much easier now," said Zen while a faint

a visibly confused Yates.

said, "Just now, I believe I heard someone refer to us as Nory's loser friends. Since you and he are family, for Nory's sake, we can bear it. However, you said you aren't relatives. Therefore, there is no reason for us to tolerate such insults!" Zen timed his words so that as he finished speaking and the words sank in, his life vitality congealed on his right hand, and at the same time, a

force within the momentum that came from deep in Zen, below his soul to where his killing intention was rooted.

time Zen and the others had arrived at the Mo mansion with Nory, they had endured every slight that was given. Now though, Zen understood there was no reason to stand on formal ceremony because they

Zen hadn't been willing to fight here. After all, this seemed to be a happy reunion for family members and guests at the

invited them in the spirit

it would embarrass Nory and Zen didn't want to do that

they could discuss things, but Yates didn't seem to care about family ties, so, Nory had no reason to worry about the Mo

radiated, Yates and his cohorts stood up one

accordingly, couldn't possibly be very powerful. With all of Yates friends in the nature level at grades four and five, if they fought now, the gap between the