Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

"Don't tell me you are going to use your girl as a worker!" William raised one eyebrow, faking to misunderstand the words of Berry's father.

And the man in front of him clenched both fists until his veins popped up, clenched his jaws and William could hear the sound of his teeth cracking.

William managed to truly enrage that man, and yet Callom controlled his rage and didn't act. It seemed like he got warned clearly by the old man, William thought and inwardly snorted.

"Don't stand in front of her like this…" William paused when Berry's father lost control over himself and took a step forward, intending to teach him a lesson. "She just became a bronze spirit master, and she needs to cultivate."

And just before the father would take a second step forward, William retreated a couple behind as he hurriedly added.

"Father…" from the side, Berry had to shout to stop her father from doing anything regretful to William.

"And you are going to teach her that?" the father controlled his rage by hair breadth, "humph! Stop dreaming! We already got the techniques you left for her, and we are now studying them."

"If you want me to teach you, then just ask."

"Dammit! Come here! I dare you to stop and talk like this in front of me again!" Just as William said these words, the eyes of the father glared in dangerous light, forcing the former to retreat and run for his life.

He knew he provoked a beast, and to stop him he needed another beast to do so.

"Hey hey! What do you take my manor to be? A playground or what?"

Just as William ran out of the long corridor, he ended up at the vast hall he slept at last night.

And there he saw the old patriarch walking out with two of the guests William had never seen before. Seeing him run like this made Kong lose his temper, as he hurriedly shouted to stop him.

Yet when he saw his son chasing after the next moment, the old patriarch couldn't help but freeze on the spot. With glaring eyes and twitching mouth corners, he gave his son a promising look.

Seeing that, William couldn't help but stop and look back at Berry's father with a smug look on his face. 'You wanted to teach me a lesson? Humph! You ended up being the one who'll get such a lesson, hehehehe!'

"This is…" one of the two unknown spirit masters looked at the patriarch as he pointed towards William.

"Oh, it's him," the patriarch said as if he was referring to someone they spoke about earlier.

When the old patriarch said it, William felt the two in front of him check him out in a weird way. One seemed pretty excited, and the other looked doubtful.

And the two weren't any much younger than the old patriarch, but William felt they weren't as strong as that old monster.

"Why are you wearing porter clothes?" the other spirit master asked, and he was the one who gave William a hostile feeling.

"I was one," despite feeling annoyed, William responded in such a formal way as he greeted the two with cupping his hands, "William, bronze spirit master, greets the two masters."

As they were standing in such carefree ways and speaking to the patriarch of the clan in such a friendly way meant they were at least close to his level of power or authority.

Even if William didn't know them, he could guess a thing or two.

The war just ended, and there was a group of clans who came to Long's clan aid.

William guessed that they belonged to two of the clans who came to help. And the fact that they were alone with the old man meant they were the strongest out of those who came.

"At least he has manners," the one who was excited to see William said in support.

"But he has no background, no history of training before. How come he wields such power?"

"Master, I'm weak," William prevented himself from rolling his eyes. Bronze spirit master considered strong? Since when?

"You managed to change the fate of this battle single handedly," the one who acted aggressive kept talking while his eyes seemed to penetrate through William, "if this isn't called powerful, then what being strong means?"

"Master must be jesting," William was holding his tongue back. He didn't just save the Long clan, but also its allies, including these two's clans.

So, seeing one acting in a hostile and rude way towards him despite what he did wasn't something nice.

William knew the words of that man made sense in some way. After all, he didn't have enough history to explain what he did so far.

He turned from a worthless porter in their eyes to a bronze spirit master. And he also played a decisive role in the battle against the monster tide here.

But at least William expected some appreciative words, not just straightforward interrogation like that. A simple Thank You would make it look a bit nicer than such direct and offensive interrogation.

Besides, William already got his perfect answer for such doubts.

"I had an esteemed master who taught me all this. I can't take the credit away from her," again William had to lean towards the card of his mysterious master.

"But we never heard of such a master before," the hostile old man spoke again, "who is she? Does she have a name?"

"My master loved peace and tranquillity," William evaded the answer, "and she doesn't like others to know about her identity without her permission."

"Cool, take us to see her then."

"Then I'll turn into a filial disciple. How can I do something my master instructed me to not do?"

"This… Then how can we verify what you said?"

"Give me another explanation then," William couldn't take it anymore. He tried to act polite, yet this dude kept pushing him all the time. "If the master has a theory about how I gained all I have without the help of a formidable master, then I'm open to hear."

"You…"