Idiots

"If there is another house, please take these friends there," Pearl told the old man, then turned to the other three. "Please stay in that place for a day or two. We should be leaving this place within the next 2 days. You can move in then."

"We don't want to," one of the men said. 

"We are elders of the Everblade Sect. You do not want to face our sect's ire. Now hurry up and gather your belongings, not that I think you have any on you. Tsk."

The other man showed a disgusted face. "What sort of cultivator walks around with not even a single storage bag?"

"An Immortal," Pearl told them. "I fear you are under the misconception that I am weaker than you. I am not. I am an immortal. Do not anger me while I am being polite to you. Leave now."

The men felt a pang of fear when hearing Pearl's claim, but they quickly let go of the thought as they didn't see any signs of him being Immortal.