Invisible Security Guard

"Esteemed Daoist, please take a seat. It’s not your turn!" the Dao boy shouted loudly because the second person to ask a question had already stood up, while Yusuf Zuck was not designated, so his standing up was disrupting the order of the Dao gathering.

However, Yusuf Zuck did not sit down because at that moment he was extremely agitated. As he was being loudly admonished by the young Daoist, with many people looking at him, he suddenly shook his hand and unfolded a scroll.

Also, a grinding stone and a brush appeared in his hand.

"What are you doing? I told you to sit down!" the Dao boy continued to shout.

And Fatty was also a bit confused at the time. What was her husband up to?

"Xiao Lin, do not be disrespectful!" A Twelfth Level Earth Immortal probed Yusuf Zuck with his Divine Sense, but to his surprise, he found that he was unable to discern Yusuf Zuck’s Cultivation Level. A force radiated around him, repelling his Divine Sense.

The Twelfth Level Earth Immortal, having seen much of the world, faintly guessed that this man might be a master, so he signaled the Dao boy to be respectful while he himself curiously watched Yusuf Zuck, eager to see what he was about to do!

"Grind the ink," Yusuf Zuck said, tossing the grinding stone to Fatty.

"Oh, oh, oh, alright, my husband." Fatty dared not ask further, because at that moment, she realized her husband seemed to enter a very special, elusive state.

Fatty started grinding the ink, while Yusuf Zuck closed his eyes.

Nobody in the hall spoke, the Dao boy quieted down, and the Twelfth Level Earth Immortal sat there with a beaming smile. He had instructed the Dao boy to show respect, so other attendees also dared not reproach further.