Lin Bai returned to the Tang Family and rested for a moment. By then, it was nearing sunset.
When he left, he saw that Ban Ye and the fat man still had not returned. They must have been in the Combat Arena, preparing to collect the merit they had won. After all, with several hundred million merit points on the line, even the Combat Arena could not afford to be careless.
Lin Bai left the Tang Family and arrived in a secluded passage outside the Celestial Fairy Pavilion. He put on his mask, wrapped himself in a black robe, and headed toward the Celestial Fairy Pavilion.
When he arrived outside the Celestial Fairy Pavilion, Lin Bai was surprised to find rows of soldiers in silver armor standing guard around it, protecting the pavilion so that no martial artist could approach.
From a distance, Lin Bai saw that the armor worn by these martial artists was engraved across the chest with five large characters: "Houtu City, Wang Family." Clearly, all these armored martial artists were from Houtu City.
"The young city lord of Houtu City sure is generous!"
"With a wave of his hand, he booked out the entire Celestial Fairy Pavilion!"
"Tsk, tsk. Booking the Celestial Fairy Pavilion for one night probably costs several million merit points!"
"It's good to be rich!"
As Lin Bai walked through the crowd, he constantly heard the surrounding martial artists gazing at the Celestial Fairy Pavilion with envy.
After walking for a while, Lin Bai finally understood. Tonight, the Celestial Fairy Pavilion seemed to have been booked out by the young city lord of Houtu City!
Lin Bai passed through the crowd, arrived at the main entrance of the Celestial Fairy Pavilion, and walked straight inside.
A tall, burly, middle-aged man in armor saw