Liu Yu's strength now ranked among the very best in the qi refining period. Naturally, he had little need to concern himself with the feelings of ordinary qi refining disciples, especially since their paths would rarely cross again.
Strength had brought confidence, and his way of handling matters had changed with it. Noticing that their magical power auras were impure and mixed, making their mediocre strength plain, he could not be bothered to waste words with the newcomers and simply issued his arrangements.
"Then... then we'll follow your arrangements, Senior Brother Liu!"
A trace of anger flashed through Tian Fu's eyes. But sensing the aura of a cultivation far deeper than his own, along with Liu Yu's confident, composed bearing, he suppressed his anger and forced out a smile as he spoke.
"City Lord Chai, my junior brothers are weary from their journey. Arrange a welcoming feast immediately to wash away the dust of their travels."
Seeing that the man knew his place, Liu Yu remained expressionless and did not press his advantage. He turned to Chai Wenzheng beside him and gave the instruction indifferently.
"Yes, this humble one will arrange it at once."
"Please take your time chatting, esteemed Immortal Masters. This humble one will withdraw."
Chai Wenzheng stood to one side as though deaf, staring down at the floor and wishing he could burrow into it and hear nothing. The clash between the Immortal Masters had left him trembling with fear.
Hearing Liu Yu's words felt like receiving a pardon. He reacted swiftly, murmuring his assent and addressing them with an ingratiating smile before slowly withdrawing from the hall.
Liu Yu did not need to consider their feelings, but Chai Wenzheng did. After all, Tian Fu would remain in Cold Moon City for five years, and he dared