In the depths of night, the faint sounds of strings and bamboo drifted from the courtyard.
A luxurious Flying Dragon Brand car stopped outside the main gate, while a brawny chauffeur stood quietly beside it.
A faint Flowing Light circulated around his body. Anyone who drew near would hear a series of sounds like muffled thunder rumbling from within him.
This was the "thunderous sound" produced only when a Force-Refining Martial Warrior tempered his bones with force!
To use force to reach the marrow and reforge one's bones meant that this person was at least a late-stage Force-Refining Martial Warrior in the Qi-Transformation Realm.
Although Lanling City was the capital and hid countless crouching tigers and hidden dragons, a late-stage Force-Refining Martial Warrior was nothing special there.
But for a late-stage Force-Refining Martial Warrior to serve as a chauffeur, that person's status was no ordinary matter.
As for Dao Foundation Realm warriors, their status would not be low even in the capital.
A moment later, footsteps and voices drifted from within the courtyard.
The chauffeur, who had been cultivating where he stood, stopped circulating his force and opened his eyes.
"Director Li, I hope tonight's reception wasn't too inadequate. Please forgive me."
"Elder Zhao, you're too polite. Thank you for your hospitality. Please, stay here."
"Hahaha, I have to see Director Li into his car."
As they spoke, two men walked out through the courtyard gate, followed by several others.
The chauffeur hurried to the rear of the car and opened the door.
Li Lei's face was flushed, clearly showing that he had drunk quite a bit.
He turned with a smile and said to the man supporting him, "Elder Zhao, this is far enough. Thank you for your hospitality."
Zhao Mingxu reeked of alcohol, and several hints of drunkenness