"What happened? Which lord has arrived?"
"Who offended the Martial Artist Lord this time? Don't drag us into it!"
"It's over. I feel like I can't control my body!"
"..."
Although Jiang Fan had not deliberately released his pressure, only allowing a faint trace of his aura to leak out,
how could the vital force of a Level 16 Magnate be something these commoners could withstand?
They all fell to their knees, unable to move.
The one suffering most was none other than the waiter who had once looked down on Jiang Fan.
He was closest to Jiang Fan now, and his senses were also the most direct.
The feeling that his chest might explode at any moment made him think, time and again, that he was about to die right there.
"Wuwuwu!"
The unconscious sound escaping his mouth instantly brought Jiang Fan to his senses, and he hurriedly reined in his aura.
In my anger just now, I inadvertently let my aura leak out and almost killed everyone here!
Most of the people here are ordinary people without any cultivation. How could they withstand the pressure I released as a Level 16?
Jiang Fan waved a hand, dragging the waiter up from the floor.
"I'm asking you!"
"Who killed Little Bean?"
The waiter stared at Jiang Fan in terror, his heart filled with fear.
"No... I don't... I don't know..."
At that moment, he suddenly remembered how he had offended Jiang Fan the first time Jiang Fan came to Drunken Star Tower.
Back then, he had thought Jiang Fan was a freeloader, so he had mocked him repeatedly and had even called the guards over, intending to seize Jiang Fan.
Although the misunderstanding had eventually been cleared up after many twists and turns,
in his heart, Jiang Fan was