Scheming in Secret

"You!" The expressions of both cultivators changed.

"What, not convinced? We can have a match if you like. If you don't dare, then stop spouting nonsense." Hui Jin shot the two cultivators a disdainful glance, poured himself a cup of the freshly delivered Azure Flame Brew, and slowly drank it. "It's just a pity that man died too early, robbing me of the chance to contend with him and personally defeat him in the future."

The two cultivators' faces turned livid with rage. Judging from their clothing, however, they were both Rogue Cultivators. One was at Mind Splitting Realm First Level and the other at Mind Splitting Realm Second Level, far inferior to Hui Jin in cultivation. They could only nurse their anger in silence.

"This fellow is too arrogant. If I showed up myself, it would be no fun at all." Wei Suo muttered to Ling Longtian, while releasing a strand of spiritual sense pressure toward a cultivator in a corner.

That cultivator was only at the Circulation Realm Fourth Level, around forty years old, with a rat-like face and shifty eyes. He wore a greasy gray fur robe and looked utterly down on his luck. He had ordered only two cups of Azure Flame Brew and could not even bear to drink them, merely savoring them bit by bit.

Whoosh!

Pressed by Wei Suo's invisible spiritual sense pressure, the rat-faced cultivator instantly felt as if he had fallen into an ice pit. His body jolted, and with a clatter, he slid straight off his chair and landed on the ground on his backside.

"Hm?"

All the cultivators on the second floor were immediately drawn to the disturbance. Hui Jin swept his gaze over and saw the rat-faced cultivator's pale face and utterly spineless appearance. He curled his lip