Black Tortoise City.
By now, Li Changfeng and his group had eaten and drunk their fill. They planned to rest for the night at this restaurant before heading to Wudang Mountain the next morning.
Just then, a group of people entered the restaurant. Upon seeing Li Changfeng and the others' attire, they curled their lips in disdain.
"A bunch of country bumpkins from out of town actually dare to eat and drink here. Who knows whether they even have the money to pay!"
"Central Province isn't like the other provinces. This isn't a place where you country bumpkins can throw your weight around!"
The moment those words were spoken, the Brocade-Clad Guards flew into a rage. "Pretty boy! Why the hell do you have to talk so nastily? Didn't the elders in your family teach you manners? What a piece of trash—born to a mother but never taught by a father!"
The pretty boy's expression darkened at once. He said coldly, "Hmph! You've got some nerve! Mere outsiders dare to be so insolent? You're courting death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the pretty boy suddenly attacked. A sinister sword aura condensed around his two fingers, moving with astonishing speed and tearing through the air with a sharp whistle.
It shot fiercely toward the head of the Brocade-Clad Guard Squad Leader who had mocked him. He had gone straight for the kill, his methods vicious and ruthless!
Murong Zhan snorted coldly at the sight. A powerful sword aura likewise condensed around his two fingers before he sent it hurtling toward the murderous sword aura.
With a bang, Murong Zhan's sword aura shattered the pretty boy's attack. The remaining force then flew viciously toward him, overwhelmingly domineering!
The pretty boy was startled. He had not expected someone around his own age