Bab 913: Chapter 913 Ale

"Young Master sounds wrong. Just call me Clark." Our bored gamer replied. Since this woman had helped him in the past then he could extend a huge leeway for her. 

He was not someone who did not know how to return the favor that he was given. He inspected the mystical occurrence on his left hand until they disappeared from view entirely. 

One did not become an immortal without dabbing in myriad fields of the dao. A breath later, he returned to being just an ordinary man with a rather unimpressive face. 

"It's my pleasure to be your acquaintance, Clark. I am Shen Rong from the Majestic Cloud Palace." The woman smiled warmly. 

She did not belittle someone that could endanger her life in a flash. Having such an enemy was not good in the long run at all. 

"Majestic Cloud Palace, huh?" Our bored gamer repeated the influence name but it rang no bell in his mind whatsoever.