Black Estate was a place where fish and dragons mingled, all kinds gathered, and wearing cloaks to hide one's identity was only human nature.
Yet most who did not wish to show their true faces were either demons or strange beings. Very few came from Changping Commandery's supreme powers and acted in such a manner.
Concealment often meant caution—or a guilty conscience.
An Ancient Clan heavenly maiden like Wang Qingxue had never needed to hide her true appearance when appearing within Changping Commandery.
Seeing Liu Minglong belittle and disdain him so openly, Xiao Chen could no longer endure it. He retorted, "Sir, the heavens and earth are vast, and everyone's opportunities differ. Just because your Wang Clan cannot find the Thousand Mountains Essence, does that mean no one else can? Or do you believe the Wang Clan has already become invincible in Changping Commandery?"
The moment his words fell, several gazes shot toward him within Black Estate, sharp as blades.
Several terrifying, extraordinary beings of remarkable origins narrowed their eyes. Xiao Chen's words seemed to stir them, leaving them somewhat dissatisfied with the Wang Clan's tyranny.
"Heh, brat, do not sow discord. I am not afraid to tell you that while my Wang Clan may not be invincible within Changping, we are undoubtedly a giant among powers. If even my Wang Clan cannot obtain something, how many people in all of Changping could? And even if someone truly could, it certainly would not be some cloak-wrapped, sneaking rat like you!"
Liu Minglong sneered.
The Wang Clan was powerful.
Its heritage stretched long and deep.
If they compared foundations, aside from the other two first-rate Ancient Clans remaining—
They truly feared no other faction.
Of course, amid the hundred thousand barren mountains around Changping Commandery, there were also the Demon Court