Might As Well

  "Damn kids today."

The door of the cultivation roomed clicked shut once more only for the aged voice of one of the Martial Tower's guards to ring out. 

"Renting a Tier 9 cultivation room just to impress a woman? I wish I could be so extravagant." Another guard muttered. 

"Was the cultivation room always so broken down, though? It was a complete mess." 

"Maybe the kid's fiercer than we gave him credit for." The third guard said, words laced with innuendo. 

"It's a shame, though. We didn't get to see what kind of beauty he was playing with. A kid who could afford such a place just for some fun is definitely not toying around with a normal woman." 

"Excuse me, gentleman. Might I ask you a question?" 

A young man suddenly appeared in the circular shaped lobby area.