Song Yang
Ziyun Hall was one of the top forces in the North Ring Sea, and its strength far surpassed that of the Immortal Snow Sect.
Who would have thought this place was actually an industry belonging to Ziyun Hall?
Many Great Sects had industries under their names to cover the sect's expenses.
Some industries operated under the sect's name, while others did not publicly reveal the sects behind them.
"Senior, sorry for the trouble. We acted rashly." The young man hurriedly apologized.
Ziyun Hall was far too powerful for the young man to provoke.
"Regardless of whatever grudge you have between you, you were wrong to make a move here. If you want to fight, go outside. You can't affect our restaurant's business. Otherwise, don't blame me for showing no mercy," the white-clothed middle-aged man said coldly.
His powerful aura left everyone nearby afraid even to breathe loudly.
"Yes, yes. We definitely won't fight here." The young man hurriedly agreed.
"Brat, consider yourself lucky this time. You won't be so lucky next time." The young man looked at Jiang Chen, snorted coldly, and then left with the two guards beside him.
The young man was worried that Ziyun Hall would target him if he stayed here. It would also look bad, so withdrawing first was the wiser choice.
The middle-aged man said nothing as he watched the young man and the others leave.
"All right, this matter is over. Everyone, continue drinking." The middle-aged man smiled.
The middle-aged man glanced at Jiang Chen without saying anything, then returned upstairs.
Jiang Chen said nothing either. He sat down and continued drinking and eating meat.
As for the Treasure Seeking Mouse's meat, Jiang Chen sent it into the Demon God Tower so it could eat inside.
Who would have thought that