Killing the Son of a Deputy

"Slow it down, I’m taking this room. You two, get the f*ck out of here!"

An arrogant sentence was spoken from the direction of the door, forcing Ling Xian to frown. The customers who were eating on the first floor put down their chopsticks and gazed towards the door.

A youth wearing a luxurious gown slowly walked by. His face was pale white and his steps light. He belonged to a group of people with many desires and greed. His arrogant movements and exaggerated statements made it obvious that he was the son of an extraordinarily rich family.

Behind him was an elderly man with gray hair and black robe. He seemed to be the servant of the youth, as he walked with his head low and his back curved. The imposing manner given off by him, however, revealed his remarkable cultivation journey.

A foundational cultivator.

"Hmm… Based on this feeling I am getting. He is a powerful man from the foundational level."