"Brother Song, it's been a long time!"
"Hehe, I never expected Brother Chen to come as well. It seems we'll be meeting quite a few old acquaintances at this grand event!"
"Hmph! This old man is determined to get that Third-grade Qi Cultivation Pill!"
"What a big mouth. Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue?"
"I'm just afraid some people will empty their family coffers and still fail to carry that Third-grade Qi Cultivation Pill out of the city!"
"Then let's wait and see!"
The more than a hundred tables of guests in the hall were engrossed in heated discussion. At first, they had put on airs and exchanged greetings, but before long, ruthless words sprang up one after another.
The moment Yi Feng stepped into the venue, he sensed the atmosphere of drawn swords and bent bows. He grew even more excited, secretly thinking that he had truly entered a den of top-notch evildoers. Seeking death would take only minutes!
With a cursory glance around.
The seating in the hall was clearly divided, and the tables and chairs at the front were obviously far more refined.
Those seated there bore extraordinary demeanors and rarely spoke. Quite a few were white-haired old men, most of whom looked unfathomable. They were likely important figures from Sunshine Island.
The dozens of tables in the middle and rear were already filled with guests as well. Several people occupied each table, and most looked fierce and sinister, as though they were all damn impressive!
In the past, Yi Feng would have immediately gone to the first few tables to start trouble.
But after several failures, he had gained some experience. Some people looked powerful, yet were actually nothing special. Fighting them would be a complete waste of energy!
This time, he had thought