The old man's heart suddenly tightened. Although he was also at the Eight Meridians level, he was not of a genius class and did not possess the strength to crush those of the same rank. Moreover, there were four opponents.
A seasoned veteran like him would naturally not act rashly; otherwise, he would have died hundreds of times by now. The old man suppressed his inner anger and said, "I sold it to a young man."
"What's his name, and what does he look like?" The four people all asked immediately.
The old man shook his head and said, "I don't know his name, but he looks quite handsome and is at most 20 years old. Oh right, he had a cat in his arms."
The four looked at each other, and one of them said, "Old man, you'd better not lie."
"How could I?" The old man quickly waved his hand.
"You'd better not." The four turned and left, quickly arriving at an inn.