Green Brow gave him an astonished once-over and discovered that this fellow's skill at bootlicking could actually rival his own. But flattering someone and being flattered felt completely different. He thoroughly enjoyed the latter.
Yet the Spirit Transformation stage lords nearby all broke out in goosebumps. A dignified late Spirit Transformation stage expert actually had this kind of character—he was as far apart from Yin Baikang's earlier refusal to yield even in death as heaven and earth. Still, they merely felt uncomfortable; none of them looked down on him. Having made it this far, who among them had not once bowed and scraped? Pei Fang was simply so fawning that it made people sick.
"Fatty Pei, cut the nonsense." Though Green Brow spoke thus, a trace of appreciation showed in his eyes. "Tell me, who here is called Bi Changchun?" His gaze settled chiefly on Wen Lanfeng, Hu Changshou, Ouyang Da, and Qi Jiujun. Among those present, these four had the highest cultivation.
"Ah!" Pei Fang cried out in alarm, then stammered, "Y-you... you... you are looking for Bi Changchun?"
To be precise, he had been frightened out of his wits. And how were the others any different? Even if this man before them might be from the Immortal Realm, he did not seem nearly as terrifying as Bi Changchun. After all, Bi Changchun's tyrannical might had weighed upon them for so many years that fear had seeped into their bones.
Everyone looked at one another. Nong Zhu and Yue Qianchou, in particular, stared at each other in bewilderment. Who exactly was this man? Why had he come here looking for Bi Changchun? Could it be that Bi Changchun also had ties to people from the Immortal Realm?
Green Brow narrowed his eyes, taking in everyone's reactions. He chuckled darkly.