Boom—
The lavish, expensive Jade Stone Door exploded under Ye Qiu's powerful kick.
As fragments flew in every direction, Ye Qiu's voice thundered into every ear.
"Hand over your valuables!"
At his words, the faintly noisy hall fell deathly silent once more.
Then, pair after pair of disbelieving eyes, filled with horror, turned toward Ye Qiu.
A robbery?
Did he know where he was?
This was Chrysanthemum City!
This was the Immortal Gathering Tower!
It was one of the Upper Realm's foremost powers, among the richest and most influential of them all.
And he had come here to rob it?
Boom—
While they were still reeling, Ye Qiu, who had kicked the door apart, took another step.
The floor cracked beneath him as he entered the spacious hall of the Immortal Gathering Tower.
Ahead of him, auras were already surging, and figures flashed into view one after another.
The atmosphere turned suffocating in an instant!
The customers hurriedly backed away, then skirted Ye Qiu and squeezed out through the shattered doorway.
Even after getting out, they stared inside in horror. Who was that young man?
How could he be so bold?
Robbing the Immortal Gathering Tower?
He was a mouse offering to entertain a cat—was money worth more to him than his life?
"How dare you!" As their shock deepened, a voice boomed through the hall.
The voice was old and commanding, known to everyone in Chrysanthemum City.
It belonged to the Tower Master of the Immortal Gathering Tower here, a man of supreme authority.
"You don't recognize me?" Yet faced with that stern, icy rebuke, the young man showed no fear. His tone was casual, even amused.
Silence fell inside and outside the hall once more.
Who are you?
"Listen carefully." The young man spoke again.
"I'm Ye Qiu,