Where Have the Tianhe Sect's People Gone?

Chen Ze let out a cold laugh and set down his teacup. "Oh? Rogue cultivators aren't allowed here? That's interesting. Is there some special rule here? I'd like to hear whether that's your own rule, or Dongzhou City's rule."

The young man in brocade darkened. He had not expected Chen Ze to respond so forcefully.

Seeing this, the attendants behind him all stepped forward, glaring fiercely at Chen Ze as though they would strike the moment another word was said.

The other patrons nearby also sensed that something was wrong and turned their gazes in this direction.

Even the performance onstage was affected. The dancers' movements slowed, and the music gradually softened.

Lin Xuan, watching from a private room on the second floor, revealed a smug smile.

Some nobody from who knew where, and he didn't even know his own worth, yet he dared to snatch my pills.

He wanted Chen Ze to run into walls everywhere in Dongzhou City, to let him know the consequences of offending him.

Seeing that Chen Ze showed no intention of backing down, the young man in brocade grew irritated.

He gritted his teeth. "Hmph, since you don't know the difference between life and death, I'll tell you. This is Lin Family territory. You're not welcome here. If you know what's good for you, get lost!"

Chen Ze could not help but smile bitterly. I came to the wrong place. I never expected this to be a Lin Family business. But so what?

A cold glint flashed through his eyes as he stared at the young man in brocade. "The Lin Family? What imposing prestige. In my eyes, you're nothing more than a pack of clowns hopping about on a stage."

The young man in brocade flew into a rage. "Hmph, since you're courting