There was no pleasant surprise, no joy—only a growing sense of dread. He certainly didn't believe he possessed any treasure worth asking about, nor did he have some powerful expert backing him.
'If any of that were true, I wouldn't have been sold into this place over a decade ago!'
"Ah, right... I forgot, you can't get on the network in here," the dignitary said, slapping his forehead in a moment of guilt. "Quick, get him a device to connect to the network, and open an account for him. See to it that he's treated with the utmost care. We can't have any mishaps before that prodigy finishes his fiftieth fight!"
"Yes, sir!"
The assistant acknowledged the order and quickly dispatched the man who had delivered the food to handle these matters. A bewildered Zhu Weiyi was then led out of the cell and taken to a place that resembled a hotel room.
