The Silver Flood Dragon clenched his fists tight, veins bulging across his forehead as his entire body trembled slightly.
Like an enraged beast, he looked ready to choose someone and devour them at any moment.
Xuan Chen did not even spare him a direct glance and walked straight past him.
Leaving the small room as though he had not seen the Silver Flood Dragon at all.
He had once run with these young masters and knew exactly what sort of character they had.
Those with backbone and ability were exceedingly few.
Most of them were useless trash who muddled through life, and the Silver Flood Dragon was one of them.
When bullying the weak, people like this could be extremely cruel.
But before the strong, every last bit of their courage vanished without a trace.
Only after Xuan Chen had left the small room did the Silver Flood Dragon roar, "Chen Jiao! I'll make sure you die without a burial ground!"
Xuan Chen left Star Bright Pavilion and arrived at the Wan Chuan Merchant Guild next door.
By then, the merchant guild had been open for quite some time.
At present, the Wan Chuan Merchant Guild had only this one shop on Lone Star Island, so naturally, it sold everything.
Artifacts, pills, and array disks were all available for sale, and it also purchased all kinds of spiritual items.
Because its range of goods was comprehensive, its business was not exactly booming, but it was doing reasonably well.
Wang Demao, acting as shopkeeper, attended to customers at the front of the store.
Wang Shouye's primary role here was to provide martial deterrence rather than handle specific affairs.
The shop stood against a small hillock, where its former owner had opened several cave residences.
Now that the Wang Clan had taken