"May I ask your name?"
Gold Face cupped his hands as he spoke.
Chu Kuangren glanced at him. He knew his reputation had long since spread throughout the Purple-Gold Star System.
So, to avoid readily exposing his identity and causing an unnecessary commotion, he had deliberately concealed his face with spiritual light.
"You've disturbed me."
Chu Kuangren spoke with a hint of displeasure in his voice.
Hearing this, Gold Face cupped his hands. "It was our fault for disturbing you. However, we of the Black Blood Tower are conducting urgent business. We hope you can forgive us and let this pass."
His words were polite.
Yet he had named the force backing him.
The Black Blood Tower was an extremely powerful assassin organization in the Purple-Gold Star System, with strength and resources rivaling those of some powerful Daoist traditions or civilizations.
In fact, because of its ruthless methods, many first-rate Daoist traditions and civilizations would give it a wide berth.
Chu Kuangren had naturally heard of this assassin organization.
He could not help chuckling. "Invoking the Black Blood Tower's name-can I take that as a threat?!"
As his words fell, a chill abruptly emerged, nearly freezing the surrounding void. Duanmu Hong and the others could not help trembling inwardly.
This man did not look like someone to trifle with.
But they secretly rejoiced. If Chu Kuangren fought Gold Face and his companions, they would have a chance to escape.
"I wouldn't dare. If my words displeased you, I offer my apologies," Gold Face hurriedly said, cupping his hands.
Chu Kuangren gave a soft snort and turned to leave.
It was not that he feared the Black Blood Tower.
He simply did not want to invite trouble for no reason.
"Thank you."
Gold Face inwardly breathed a sigh of relief and