Very tall.
The old man who entered was at least two meters tall.
Yet his build was extremely thin.
He wore an exceedingly flamboyant bright-red robe. His bearing and features carried an indescribably feminine softness, and even his walk had the swaying poise of a female model.
But he was a man.
Without a doubt.
"Gan Ba."
"Yunshi Tower isn't a place for you to run wild. Ten Thousand Ghost Forest has its own rules, and it won't tolerate your tantrums."
The old man spoke grimly.
His hoarse voice carried a sharp edge.
It sounded extremely unpleasant.
"Where did this old eunuch come from? What the hell are you barking about?" Jiang Qiao said coldly.
"Gan Ba."
"Are you looking to die?"
"You broke the rules and still dared to insult us."
"Do you really think no one in Ten Thousand Ghost Forest can deal with you?"
The old man's expression darkened.
Terrifying killing intent flickered in his eyes.
"Rules?"
"Ten Thousand Ghost Forest has rules my ass. It's a place where no one governs anything. You bunch of turtle grandsons pretend to be bandits, killing and looting, robbing and stealing every day. Old dog, tell me—what kind of rules are those?"
"Are you putting on an act in front of your father?"
Jiang Qiao burst out laughing.
His voice was loud, and the adventurers watching the spectacle in the street outside Yunshi Tower heard him clearly.
A wave of laughter immediately broke out.
His words had struck a chord with most of the adventurers.
The so-called rules of Ten Thousand Ghost Forest.
Weren't they just killing and robbing?
For a faction like Yunshi Tower, all kinds of rules were established openly, yet secretly they kept breaking them. The people had no way to deal with them and could only