James turned his head and saw a striking man in a black robe with long, flowing hair racing toward him with a flying sword.

The man had thick eyebrows and sharp, upturned eyes, exuding a remarkable aura.

His exquisite facial features were as if they were chiseled by a master sculptor, capable of captivating every woman who laid eyes on him.

His upright and powerful physique added to his extraordinary and commanding presence.

James recognized the man’s face but felt slightly unfamiliar, as if it were someone he had not seen for eons.

After recovering from the shock, James blurted out, “Mr. Yianni?” The handsome man placed his hands behind his back and responded smilingly, “Time sure does fly.

I’m already of so much seniority in the current era.” James was overjoyed and immediately dropped to his knees with a thud, paying his respect to Yianni.

“Master!” Yianni raised an eyebrow, surprised by the greeting.

also approached, intrigued

man, James? Why does he deserve such respect from you?” James scolded frustratedly,

master!” Morgott snorted, “Young man, it seems your Primordial Spirit is

makes you qualified to be James’ master?” After being momentarily taken aback, Yianni snapped

So you know me! Come on, bow to me too! I want to feel important...” Before he could finish speaking, James punched him in

of manners...” Yianni waved his hand, lifting James to his

It’s fine.

I dare acknowledge you as my disciple?” James instantly had an awkward expression and thought, ‘Even if Morgott is older than Yianni, that doesn’t necessarily mean his status is higher, right?’ Yianni looked

glad we weren't wrong about

memories, he had only met the residual soul

not grasp the meaning of

stared at James and said, “After so many years, are you still angry and unwilling

emerged from his body, and

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