"I want to become your disciple, Dao Ancestor, but I don't have the Heavenly Patching Stone. Please guide me—where can I find it? I will seek it out, and once I find it, all of them will be yours!" Yusuf Zuck's voice was loud, his hoarse tone appearing bold and unruly. Even the Pharaoh had been ignored by him. Though Yusuf seemed reckless, he was a clever man; his remarks were crafted in a way that could offend no one.
Wanting to be a disciple and offering to locate the Heavenly Patching Stone—how could that be wrong?
Thus, despite the Pharaoh's anger, he had to wait for Broderick Hopkins, the Dao Ancestor, to respond.
"Hahaha." As expected, Broderick Hopkins burst into hearty laughter. He was a Dao Ancestor; how could he stoop to anger when dealing with these small characters? Such behavior would make him look petty.
