To everyone's surprise, the person who truly could not be provoked was actually that man wearing the Golden Mask! Everyone saw the seven bloody characters imprinted on Luo Mufeng's chest, and their hearts trembled as they kept backing away.
When they looked again at the man in the Golden Mask, they all felt a chill run down their backs. Their faces changed drastically, as though they had seen some demonic evil.
"It is said that Young Master Chuan of Netherworld Manor ranks seventeenth on the Evil Demon Villain List. He dares to challenge the Crown Prince and make an enemy of the Qilin King Residence—a true Heretical Path Overlord!"
"Luo Mufeng is in for it now. His luck is truly rotten to the bone, running into Young Master Chuan."
"Young Master Chuan actually dares to openly appear in the Imperial City. Is he not afraid that the Crown Prince will deal with him?"
"Pah! A powerhouse like Young Master Chuan cannot be contained even by a thousand troops and ten thousand horses. Why would he fear the Crown Prince?"
Jade Viewing Pavilion was likely about to become the scene of a bloody massacre. The weaker martial artists fled one after another, not daring to remain here for long.
Only those true Martial Dao experts remained, wanting to see how matters would develop.
A young noble swaggered into Jade Viewing Pavilion. Seeing so many people gathered above, he curiously asked, "What are you looking at? Who is up there?"
"The master of Netherworld Manor." A middle-aged man gave a cold smile.
The young noble's legs immediately went limp, and he nearly collapsed to the ground. Fortunately, the servant behind him caught him.
"Quick! Quick! Return to the Marquis Mansion." The young noble had heard of Young Master Chuan's ferocious