"Something's here."
Ye Lin's eyes kept sweeping the surroundings.
Not just him—every cultivator who had been drinking set down their wine jars, their eyes warily scanning the area.
The next moment, countless figures emerged from the passages around them, weapons in hand and killing intent written all over their faces.
"How presumptuous! Who are you people?"
At that moment, an expert smashed the wine jar in his hand and rose to his feet in fury, his eyes brimming with murderous intent as he stared at the figures surrounding them.
"Heh heh heh, who would have thought? We really stumbled upon an unexpected delight here. There are even a few drunks—this makes things much easier."
"Hahaha, indeed. A natural hunting ground."
"Everyone, wash your necks clean and wait obediently for death. Perhaps then you'll be granted a quick death. Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll suffer for quite some time."
As mocking laughter rang out, the expressions of the experts drinking in the tavern turned ugly.
These people were all from Heaven Province.
"Are you truly tired of living? This place is Star Saint's territory. Aren't you afraid that the Saint will settle accounts with you afterward?"
An expert asked with an ugly expression.
This tavern had been personally established by a quasi-Saint powerhouse.
It had always maintained an excellent reputation. No one had ever dared cause trouble here, because anyone who did would have to wait for the Saint to settle accounts with them.
Even if assassins were pursuing you outside, once you entered the tavern, those assassins would have to wait until you left before daring to kill you.
It was precisely because of that impeccable reputation and safety that they had dared to truly let loose here.
Who would have thought they would run into a bunch of hotheaded fools