Little Bad King was chatting with the youth who wanted to find the Demon Mist, never expecting the Black Robe Daoist who had appeared out of nowhere to interrupt their conversation in a thoroughly snide tone.
Although he had already sensed the chaotic aura coming from the man, he was not so lacking in composure that he would lash back or display a childish look of hostility. "The appointed time hasn't arrived yet, and we weren't the ones who called this alliance meeting. What's the rush? Well, fellow Daoist, why not come down and have a few good drinks?"
"Heh, if we're not walking the same path, there's no point forcing ourselves together... I'm also afraid this old face of mine might spoil your appetites." Although the Black Robe Daoist answered with self-deprecation, his tone was inexplicably full of arrogance and intense antagonism.
He shifted his gaze from Ren Ye and carefully examined the "tree plant-person," identifying his identity outside the secret realm in a single sentence. "The Central Heaven Sect's one hundred and twenty-third generation Chief Disciple-Liu Suihan? Heh, even in its dreams, this Myriad Spirits Garden Secret Realm probably never imagined it would welcome someone as important as you."
Liu Suihan showed no surprise at having his true identity exposed. Quite a few of them had entered this secret realm, and they had encountered many acquaintances from the Order Faction. Besides, he had never deliberately concealed his identity. There was nothing strange about this Person of Chaos recognizing him.
"Before the Migration Land collapsed, a little nobody and great villain like me, who barely survived the Chaotic Stone Sea, would never have dared strike up a conversation with someone from your Central Heaven Sect. Heh, a heavenly-bestowed Dao lineage, supreme in Order... A tiny bit of righteousness from