Guest From the Upper World

Inside the Phoenix Pavilion.

Two figures sat across from each other, one in a black robe with his face hidden behind a hood, the other a handsome middle-aged man in a red robe.

As he rubbed his forehead, the middle-aged man appeared helpless.

"You shouldn't have attacked him," Jiuzi said, appearing to be looking at the Patriarch.

"It was in the heat of the moment. Only him and Rong'er were talking in the room."

But the patriarch stopped and sighed as he rubbed his jaw.

"I didn't think the boy could hit me. My jaw was almost dislocated. He is indeed not simple."

"I know since I followed him for two days and saw how he dealt with those Demons. To be honest, he is a very capable man. But it's his background that worries me." Jiuzi continued.

"If what he said was true, then he truly came from the upper world, and our clan has repeatedly offended him, even though he was our clan's benefactor."