Cui Li's appearance was a calling card in itself: a build like an iron tower, a murderous bald head, and the strength of an Earth Knight. Though Lion Fortress was packed with knights, there were truly only a handful among the Hua Clan's Earth Knights whose appearance was as distinctive as Cui Li's.
Cui Li had risen to fame in the Black Armor Battle Fortress. Even those who had never seen him could probably identify him at first sight, so long as they had heard someone describe what he looked like and paid a little attention.
What was more, on the counter before Cui Li lay proof that he had slain a Devil Race Earth Knight.
The moment Feng Yexiao fixed his gaze on him, Zhang Tie sensed ill intent in his eyes. But he could not understand it. He had no grievance or enmity with the Taiyi Mystical Sect—why did Feng Yexiao dislike the sight of him?
Could he know about his connection with Lan Yunxi? Impossible. Even Lan Yunxi herself, walking among that group, could not possibly know that he was Zhang Tie. What right did he have to know?
As Zhang Tie's thoughts raced, he decided there was no need to clash head-on with the Taiyi Mystical Sect at a time like this. Feng Yexiao could glare at him all he wanted—it would not cost him a single hair. To hell with him.
Could it be that the old fellow was jealous because he was so handsome? Hahahaha...
Thinking this, Zhang Tie glanced at Lan Yunxi a few more times, then curled his lip. He greeted the old man behind the counter, stowed the potion directly into his spatial equipment, and prepared to leave the Tower of Radiance's main hall.
As Zhang Tie put away the potion,