Zhang Yuanrang strode over to Yuan Tian, frowned at him, and spoke.
"Who are they?"
It was just a simple little question. He wanted to see how much Yuan Tian would reveal.
Yuan Tian glanced at Zhang Yuanrang, then explained.
"These people are Chen Qinling's guards. You should know who Chen Qinling is."
Zhang Yuanrang nodded. Everyone knew Chen Qinling had been treating Yuan Tian's daughter, but he had never known that Chen Qinling had so many guards.
These guards were all cultivators. Hiring them certainly would not come cheap.
How could Chen Qinling, a physician with no powerful backing, have so much money?
Zhang Yuanrang was puzzled.
Even his own family had no cultivators protecting them.
Chen Qinling was merely a physician, not the scion of some great clan. How had he managed to recruit cultivators as guards?
After all, Chen Qinling was not a particularly powerful cultivator himself. He was only called a divine physician because of his medical skills.
"City Lord, who are these people?"
When the guards saw Yuan Tian approach, they stepped aside of their own accord, not only because he was the city lord, but also because of his strength.
They knew perfectly well that the cultivation they took such pride in was nothing before Yuan Tian.
Any soldier in the City Lord's Mansion could easily deal with them.
After all, those soldiers belonged to the official ranks. At the very least, their cultivation methods and martial techniques came through official channels, making them far stronger than Rogue Cultivators like these guards.
Yuan Tian, in particular, was someone they knew about. News traveled quickly among Rogue Cultivators, and they all knew he was one of the rare figures who had come from a great inland clan to rule this place as a local overlord.