"He's quite a fine young man."
"Our family will be proud of you."
Yang Ming could only respond with a slightly awkward smile.
It wasn't just that.
Yang Ming had originally expected to become a knight with a noble title, and if there was a promotion path, that would be even better. If it was just an honorary symbol, he could reluctantly accept it.
But when his identification was updated, Yang Ming saw the six big characters under the identity section, and his expression was quite incredulous.
Empire's Pre-Baron!
He continuously thanked the two chief judges, showering them with various courteous flattery, making the two elderly gentlemen feel quite pleased.
On the way back, Godoy slumped in the back seat of the rented hovercar, looking as if he had lost half his life.
The man chuckled from time to time.
Yang Ming curiously asked, "Is there a preparatory system for noble titles?"
