Big Brother, What Exactly Are You Trying to Pull?

Su Fan led Shen Fang into the hotel lobby, then glanced back.

The female Golden Core cultivator had already caught up. Her face was pale, but she forced a smile at him.

"Senior, please follow me..."

Shen Fang flew into a rage the moment he heard that. "Forget it! What kind of lousy place is this? Does this lord have money but nowhere to spend it..."

He turned to leave, but Su Fan grabbed him.

You've got to be kidding me. Someone else is paying here. If we find another place, won't I have to pay for it myself?

As for what had happened earlier, it was merely a clash of tempers. He had not taken such a trivial matter to heart at all.

If that disciple of Liyang Immortal Sect had not run his mouth, Su Fan would not even have turned his head.

He had merely given the man a small warning to teach him a lesson. Surely he could not kill him over such a trivial matter.

Su Fan dragged Shen Fang along behind the female Golden Core cultivator and returned to the hotel lobby.

The lobby's ceiling was carved with painted beams, and soft carpets covered the floor. Its luxurious decorations and furnishings were in no way inferior to each other. It was dazzlingly opulent yet full of refinement.

Artificial rockeries, pavilions, strange trees, and flowers were scattered throughout. Against the eastern wall was even an artificial waterfall, its trickling stream flowing down into the pool below.

Every table was separated by an ornate screen, forming one private space after another. Greenery surrounded them, with potted plants and ornamental vessels arranged about, making the entire place a feast for the eyes.

The female Golden Core cultivator led them to the most luxurious spot in the very