Da Kui let out a dull groan, a trace of blood appearing at the corner of his mouth.
Young Master Fu finally found a chance to scramble back to his feet, but he said nothing and went straight to an old man.
"Master!"
Young Master Fu called out to the old man, then said angrily, "These brutes are utterly hateful. Kill them."
"Shut up!"
The old man barked a rebuke, making Young Master Fu tremble all over and instantly behave himself.
Then the old man burst into laughter and looked directly at Qin Shaofeng. "I never expected to encounter a King in such a godforsaken backwater—and one so young at that. This old man is truly surprised!"
What?
A King?
The fat shopkeeper was instantly dumbfounded. The look in his eyes as he stared at Qin Shaofeng was one of boundless shock.
Someone worthy of the title King was a powerful Spirit King, the king among Spirit Masters!
The fat shopkeeper's heart immediately lurched. He knew exactly who this old man was, so he naturally knew the man would not speak recklessly.
Did that mean this young man before him really was a King?
That was simply unimaginable!
Young Master Fu was also startled. This man was a King?
But since those words had come from his master, they could not be false.
Still, though Young Master Fu was shocked, he did not think much of it.
It was as though, in his eyes, a Spirit King-level Spirit Master was not particularly powerful.
That was rather strange.
After all, throughout all of Yuanshan City and even the dozen or so nearby city regions, the strongest existences had not reached the King realm.
Even within the entire Dongling Kingdom, Spirit Masters who had reached the King realm were few enough to