The three Spirit Tamers pursuing him heard this and were indeed startled, turning wary eyes on Fang Qianyuan.
Although Fang Qianyuan had not answered, in matters like this, it was better to believe the claim than dismiss it. They immediately took him for the fleeing Spirit Tamer's accomplice.
"Kill him!" The three exchanged glances and made their decision at once.
Fang Qianyuan glanced at the middle-aged Spirit Tamer, then suddenly leaped into a nearby tree. Looking down from above, he said, "I'm just passing through. Carry on."
"Keep an eye on him!" Seeing his fine clothes and imposing bearing, the three Spirit Tamers did not dare underestimate him. They immediately assigned one man to watch him while the other two continued pursuing their quarry.
Seeing this, the man immediately realized he could not force the issue. He drew a deep breath, but rather than hurrying away, he leaped toward Fang Qianyuan instead. "Old Lin, I know I had a few drinks too many earlier and offended you with my rude words, but surely you don't have to be so heartless that you'd watch me get hunted down and leave me to die?"
"You're asking for death!" Fang Qianyuan's expression changed. A cold gleam gathered in his palm, and a Wind Claw shot out.
But just as he struck, a vague thought surfaced, and he reined in his power.
He displayed only strength equivalent to human rank seven turns, which seemed entirely consistent with his apparent age. With their cultivation and discernment, none of those present could sense his true strength. They simply assumed this was all he had.
Yet something strange happened then. At the sight of his attack, all three Spirit Tamers suddenly charged up as though they had gone mad.
"Aha! You really are in this together!"
"Kill