A Frenzied Scene of Demand Outstripping Supply

"What did you say?"

With a snap, Qi Tianyu felt something clamp tightly around his arm.

He subconsciously looked up and saw the previously gentle-faced young peer staring at him with bloodshot eyes. If Qi Tianyu had not been certain that he had kept a low profile since arriving here—and had not offended anyone besides visiting once with a certain bald man—he would have suspected he had slaughtered the man's entire family.

"I said I hoped all the neighbors would support us in the future..."

Qi Tianyu replied somewhat weakly.

It turned out that people truly did have such a thing as presence.

Qi Tianyu's cultivation had already reached the middle stage of Foundation Establishment and was on the verge of breaking through. Added to that were the excellent militarized training he had received in Starfire since childhood and his advanced education. Among cultivators of his generation, while he could not exactly sweep aside all opponents and stand invincible, he could at least dominate one region with few worthy adversaries.

At the very least, whether disciples of great sects from his generation could come away unscathed after facing him was a question worth asking.

Usually, he had a violent temper and a touch of fearless arrogance, making him especially prone to stirring up trouble.

Yet when faced with the clerk who was staring him down, Qi Tianyu—whose cultivation realm clearly surpassed the other man's—somehow felt a trace of timidity.

"Not that. The sentence before it!"

The other man was clearly dissatisfied with Qi Tianyu's answer and continued to bark harshly. For some reason, his attitude reminded Qi Tianyu of the homeroom teacher he had encountered when he had first entered Starfire's affiliated school.

"This is a store opened by fellow sect brothers, just a small business..."

"Who asked about that?!"