My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 234: The Social Class is Completely Different Now

Chapter 234: Chapter 234: The Social Class is Completely Different Now

Upon hearing this, Xiang Ji’s lips moved, but ultimately only a sigh came out.

"Alas!"

During their conversation, they had already reached the first floor. However, Wang Zijia didn’t exit the building directly but headed towards the back.

Seeing this, Xiang Feifei and Xiang Ji naturally followed him.

Only just arriving at the warehouse, the warehouse keepers who had received the news were already waiting in line.

"Greetings, Martial Uncle Daozi!"

"Greetings, Daozi!"

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Wang Zijia initially just wanted to stroll around and look at the place where he once barely survived, reminiscing about his past life.

Little did he expect, the warehouse keepers, who were mostly plain individuals with no cultivation, to all respectfully kneel and salute him.

Wang Zijia paused, looking at each familiar and unfamiliar face. Seeing their cautious expressions as if a single misstep might anger him, he realized that he was completely different from his past self. He had become the object of their careful treatment.

This was the case for both previously unfamiliar and familiar colleagues.

When he returned to Wanyu City, a figure like Luo Xu may be very enthusiastic. However, upon returning to the warehouse, the treatment he received was entirely different.

Feeling a slight sense of loss, Wang Zijia’s thoughts drifted. Without a response from him, everyone dared not to move either, resulting in a brief silence.

"All of you, please stand up!" In the end, Wang Zijia plainly stated.

But in the middle of his words, Wang Zijia suddenly paused, took two steps forward, and said, "Old Xu, your son has become a warehouse keeper also, hasn’t he? Good for him!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Chenglin, the kindly old man who used to always give advice and lend money to Wang Zijia, immediately made his son kneel again and pleaded anxiously,

"In response to Daozi Wang’s words, my boy is not competent and hasn’t even entered the courtyard. Today, it was because I heard that Daozi had returned that I rashly brought my son to try and gain some luck. I did not know that Daozi had truly become a Daozi now, and I am ignorant. Please only punish me, Daozi."

Wang Zijia, who had intended to approach him, paused again, the smile on his face freezing for a moment. At that moment, he realized for the first time that when there is a big difference in status and identity, things become entirely different.

No matter what your original intentions were!

Probably detecting Wang Zijia’s stiff expression, Xiang Ji immediately laughed and said, "Old Xu, look at your behavior. You never missed an opportunity to talk back to me normally. Tomorrow, let’s have your boy work in the front hall."

Xu Chenglin was overjoyed, but before he could say anything, Wang Zijia interrupted him and said, "I’m short of a janitor in Fu Tower. If you’re willing to part with him, old Xu, you can send your boy into the sect."

Upon hearing these words, Xu Xian, Xu Chenglin’s son, opened his eyes wide. Everyone around also widened their eyes in shock. Xu Chenglin even trembled for a moment, and with a great deal of willpower, he managed to control himself from hastily agreeing. Instead, he carefully said,

"Although my boy has some spiritual roots, he most likely has an incomplete spiritual root. I’m afraid that if he stays by your side, Daozi, he would just be an unenlightened blockhead and would waste your kindness."

Xiang Ji at this moment laughed and scolded him, "You ignorant old fogey, Zijia is now a gold card holder in the Fu Tower. If even he can’t teach your son, your son is really a stubborn rock. You worry too much every day!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Chenglin decisively knocked against the kneeling Xu Xian’s knee.

"Thud!"

Xu Xian kneeled firmly.

"Aren’t you going to quickly thank Daozi for his cultivation?"

"Disciple Xu Xian, greets Daozi!"

Wang Zijia watched this scene, then looked again at the surrounding people who were showing envy, but whose fear still remained.

"Hmm, when you’ve finished arranging things, let my grandfather send someone to escort you into the sect another day. You don’t have to wait for the regular monthly dual selection meeting. Just go directly to my Fu Tower to take up your post." Having said this, a somewhat dispirited Wang Zijia turned to leave. His mood was off, and the crowd was all trembling, making everyone uncomfortable.

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"Old Xu, your family is really going to take off now!"

"Directly entering the Outer Sect, this is a big deal. It’s like ascending to heaven in one step!"

"Yes, another disciple is going to leave the Xu family for the Outer Sect!"

"You old thing, you really are lucky. If I had been in the same group as Daozi back then, that would have been great."

"Oh, give it a rest! If you were really in the same group, with your bullying nature, we might all be suffering because of it today."

"Old Xu, don’t forget us old folks when you become successful!"

"I definitely won’t forget! I definitely won’t forget!"

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After Wang Zijia and others left, the warehouse keepers gathered around Xu Chenglin and enthusiastically chatted. Even the warehouse manager who used to look down on them had an unusual lack of arrogance, and was enthusiastically talking with the ordinary people.

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Wang Zijia left Wanyu Pavilion and took the girls like Xiang Feifei on a rare leisurely stroll through Wanyu Street.

Xiang Ji did not accompany them. He bid Wang Zijia and the others farewell at the gate of the building and went back.

Walking on Wanyu Street, the once bustling area full of monks, felt different upon his return. The shock he once felt was gone. Perhaps it was because his power had grown, and he no longer walked on eggshells. It now felt like Wanyu Immortal City was too shabby, not like a Fairy City at all, but a mere mundane city.

How rustic!

After meandering around Wanyu City for half a day, when the novelty had worn off for the girls, Wang Zijia led them back to their previous courtyard.

The courtyard was the same. Everything seemed just like yesterday. It was clear that Xiang Ji had arranged for someone to clean regularly.

"Creak!"

Wang Zijia had just made a round tour of the house when the yard gate was suddenly opened.

"Young Master?"

"Lady Wang?" Surprised, Wang Zijia said, "Did grandfather hire you back?"

"Yes, young master, the old master asked me some questions. After he learned about the reasons and the process of you dismissing me back then, he let me come back and look after the yard. He said he feels more assured around familiar people."

Lady Wang’s attitude hadn’t changed much. She treated Wang Zijia just like she used to. Not because she was open-minded or knowledgeable, but quite the contrary, she was completely ignorant, which made her seem so ordinary.

Speaking of which, humans are indeed ironic!

The more they know, the more humble they become in the face of higher-status individuals. At least, most people at the bottom of society are like this.

"So that’s it. Grandfather is really considerate." Wang Zijia responded.

"Young master, are you going to eat at home? I haven’t brought any groceries. I’ll go and prepare them right away." Lady Wang suddenly remembered something, immediately put down her tools, and was about to turn around and go out.

"No need, Lady Wang. We are going back to the sect in the evening. We won’t eat at home." Wang Zijia stopped her.

"Lady Wang!" At this moment, Bai Qian, who had gone into the house, also came out. Seeing Lady Wang, she immediately rushed towards her.

Besides Wang Zijia, the person Bai Qian was closest to was Lady Wang. After all, when Bai Qian returned from the darkness to the light, it was Lady Wang who took care of her daily life and taught her how to serve people and conduct herself.