"Ah..."
"I'm freezing to death..."
"It hurts... it hurts..."
"Help... help me..."
Outside the door and along the corridor, frost congealed and icy water flowed...
A large crowd lay sprawled every which way, utterly defeated.
Just as Fang Qianyuan had seen, most of them were merely fourth- to sixth-transformation cultivators with low cultivation and shallow foundations. Not one was a true expert!
Were they all just trying to fish in troubled waters? How strange. Where had they learned I was here, and what gave them the nerve to come knocking?
Fang Qianyuan glanced at them, casually hauled one up, and demanded, "Why did you come here?"
"Young... Young Master Fang, spare me! We heard you were here and thought it would be a blessing just to behold you, so we hurried over!" the man said hastily.
"Behold me? I think you were trying to fish in troubled waters. You thought that if you fought me and got lucky enough to win a move or two, that would be enough to make your names, didn't you?" Fang Qianyuan was no fool. How could he believe that excuse?
"We wouldn't dare! We wouldn't dare!" the man repeated.
"Get lost. Don't let me see you again!" Fang Qianyuan snapped coldly.
He casually set the man down and said to Little White, who was crouching nearby, "Little White, let's go."
He left the Universal Trade Inn, intending to demand an explanation from the Earth Baleful Gate.
Fang Qianyuan suspected they were the ones who had leaked the news of his arrival in this town.
Yet when he reached their branch office, the manager claimed to know nothing, no matter what he asked.
They had been operating here for years and would never fear a mighty dragon crossing the river like Fang Qianyuan. As long