"Since you're here, why the hurry to leave?"
Blocking Wang Chen's path was, to his surprise, a gray-robed cultivator in his fifties or sixties.
The man watched Wang Chen with a sinister gaze and said with a smile that did not reach his eyes, "Why not join in on the fun?"
Wang Chen felt a razor-sharp aura locking firmly onto him.
Any slight movement would bring a thunderous strike down upon him!
Even without using the Spirit Eye Technique to inspect him,
Wang Chen knew perfectly well that the other man's cultivation level far surpassed his own.
His thoughts raced. He immediately cupped his hands and said, "Senior, this disciple was merely passing through. I saw nothing at all. I ask that you show mercy, Senior. This disciple will be endlessly grateful!"
As he spoke, Wang Chen secretly gathered his mana.
The gray-robed cultivator hesitated. "You're a Yunyang Sect disciple?"
He had not seen a token on Wang Chen and had assumed the latter was a Rogue Cultivator, someone he could naturally seize at will.
But if Wang Chen was a Yunyang Sect disciple, the situation was different!
"Yes."
With a flick of his wrist, Wang Chen displayed his Identity Token.
He infused it with mana, activating its anti-counterfeiting Spiritual Light.
"Uh..."
The gray-robed cultivator became even more hesitant.
Wang Chen's identity was clearly genuine, which meant he was not someone the man could deal with lightly.
Just then, a clatter of hooves rang out as three mounts came galloping through the misty clouds.
"Neighhh~"
A handsome man wearing a golden crown reined in his Azure-eyed Dragon Scale Horse and asked, "Uncle Yong, what happened?"
The gray-robed cultivator hurriedly replied, "Seventh Young Master, the Mysterious Hawk discovered someone lurking nearby just now. I stopped him, and he is..."
"Hm?"
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