Ancient Sparrow City.
Inside a tavern.
Chu Kuangren ordered a jug of wine from the waiter.
Because of his earlier battle with the City Guard Army, many people knew he was not someone to be trifled with and dared not provoke him lightly.
In this Immortal Realm, even an outsider would be treated like a lord wherever he went, provided he had strength.
"Old beggar, you've come to steal wine again! Get out!" A burst of cursing came from nearby.
An old man was thrown out by the tavern's owner. The wine jar in his hand fell to the ground with a crash, spilling wine everywhere.
The old man lay on the ground, his face flushed and his body reeking of wine.
Most of the diners around him were dressed in splendid clothes. As though afraid of being sullied, they spat in disgust and retreated several steps.
Chu Kuangren glanced over, and a peculiar look flickered through his eyes.
"Waiter, let that old man in. Give him whatever wine he wants, and put it all on my tab," Chu Kuangren said calmly.
The waiter was a little bewildered by his words.
The old man was also rather surprised.
The waiter hesitated. "Young master, this old man is filthy. Letting him in might disturb the other diners."
"Here are a hundred million units of spiritual marrow. I'm booking the entire tavern."
Chu Kuangren tossed out a Heaven and Earth Ring as he spoke. For most cultivators, a hundred million units of spiritual marrow was more than they could spend in a lifetime.
The waiter caught the Heaven and Earth Ring, and his eyes lit up.
Nearby, the proprietor approached with a fawning smile. "Of course you can book the tavern, young master. I'll make the arrangements right away."
"How dare an