"Have you heard? Second Young Master Luo of the Three-star Pavilion earned the favor of that suddenly appeared young master. He can already borrow that young master's name to throw his weight around."
"What? How is that possible? Didn't Second Young Master Luo impersonate him and cause trouble? That man didn't fly into a rage?"
"I heard that our Second Young Master Luo hit the muzzle of the gun. He later brought out the Three-star Pavilion's treasure, the Floating Moon Root, to defuse the crisis."
"What? The Floating Moon Root?!"
"Have you heard? Second Young Master Luo traded his family heirloom treasure for the favor of that young master with a Sage by his side."
"What?!"
"That's right, you heard correctly. Second Young Master Luo gave the entire Three-star Pavilion to that mysterious young master. Now he's relying on that young master's prestige to bully people."
"Have you heard? Second Young Master Luo beat up the City Lord's Third Young Master."
"Second Young Master Luo beat up the Great Elder of the Three Immortals Pavilion."
"Second Young Master Luo—"
Qin Shaofeng and Destroyer of Three Immortals had barely left the inn when they heard no fewer than ten versions of the news.
When the first piece of news reached his ears, it still sounded somewhat plausible.
He was merely shocked. He had left the inn less than a quarter of an hour ago, so how had the news already spread?
Only afterward did he finally understand why news of his entry into the city had spread so quickly.
It truly was no wonder those City Patrol Guards had shown him no respect.
Gossip was simply far too easy to spread.
Moreover, in Luoyue City, where countless experts from major factions had already gathered, spies from every side had clearly long