The High Priest just glanced at it and didn't open it.
In his heart, he knew better than to overstep. He wasn't new here and knew whose identity was at play, at least he understood he certainly wasn't qualified to receive homage from Ji Shen.
So, it goes without saying who this homage was really for.
The High Priest looked back, seeing Yang sitting cross-legged with his eyes tightly shut, so he could only put the homage away and wait quietly.
On the Seventh Floor, Yang sat there listening to Yu Ziqing's ceaseless chatter.
"I've got the school built on my end, just missing teachers and recruiting scholars.
This Mountain Master position has to be yours.
I know Zhang found a Big Ghost, who even worked for the court in Dadui. I've met him; he's really not bad.
But as for Yu, well, he's a ghost.
I only said it's a Ghost School, not that we're only taking in ghosts.
Even right now, of those entering the school, ninety percent aren't even ghosts.
