Under the old beggar's stare, Lu Zongping inexplicably felt his heart crawl, as though the man had seen right through him.
What's going on? I'm a half-step Ancestral God!
A chill crept through Lu Zongping's heart, but he soon calmed down again. He had attacked the old beggar earlier precisely because he had sensed no fluctuations of divine strength from him.
In other words...
The man was merely an ordinary person.
"You dare look down on Divine Lord Jian Wu and look down on me? Today, I'll make you atone on Divine Lord Jian Wu's behalf!"
Lu Zongping hardened his heart. He knew he had already been backed into a corner today. He could either leave in disgrace or strike outright, kill the old beggar, and intimidate everyone around him.
Otherwise, if he let these people spread word of this, the consequences would be unthinkable.
"You can eat recklessly, but you can't speak recklessly. What an exalted figure Divine Lord Jian Wu is! I've never looked down on him. You, on the other hand, are a piece of trash, yet you dare act so brazenly."
The old beggar sneered and shot back without the slightest courtesy.
Lu Zongping's expression shifted. He had not expected the old beggar to think so clearly. With a cold snort, he said, "Regardless, you're certain to die today."
He was merely an ordinary old man. Even if Lu Zongping killed him, no one would dare say anything.
Having said his piece, Lu Zongping stepped forward and headed straight toward the old beggar. Behind him, several young men and women wore mocking expressions.
They were all members of the Star Sea Clan, though unlike Lu Zongping, they did not hail from the True Martial Continent. Yet none of them thought anything of the old beggar either.