"Hello, Hundred-household Commander. The Headquarters Chief is receiving several guests and has invited only you inside-"
The Salt Gang servant sent to deliver the message jogged over and spoke to Lin Hao and the others.
He also glanced at Zhang Shuwen.
Rather than imitate Cao Wang's tone, he merely gave a pointed reminder. "Incense Master Zhang, the Chief Hall Master hasn't asked you inside. You're to wait off to the side with the other guests."
Ma Qijia was also a Salt Gang member, but the servant had never met Yi Feng, so he remained reasonably polite.
"Well now. Doesn't he put on airs?"
Lin Hao chuckled. From what Zhang Shuwen had told him along the way, he could tell that Cao Wang valued his own authority quite highly.
He might not care much about matters outside the Salt Gang, but within it, he had always ruled like a local emperor.
At that moment, Lin Hao narrowed his eyes as he looked at the sky above the mansion.
He did not know why, but he vaguely sensed a trace of discomfort and a faint sense of danger.
It was as though something bad was waiting for him-
Once he had begun Force Gathering, Lin Hao had found it easy to identify immediate ill intent. After Intent Condensation, although he could not match a grandmaster's realm, he had gained some vague insight into potential dangers close at hand!
Well, damn. Does Cao Wang really mean me harm? I haven't even shown that I want to take anything-
Lin Hao muttered inwardly. He had not even spoken yet, and something bad was already brewing?
You wanted to hurt me from the start!
However, although there was a faint sense of danger, it was not strong. There was merely an uncomfortable feeling of hostility