He could not even be bothered to conceal his identity. This face was fake anyway; he would throw it away once he was done with it. What was there to hide?
Xiong Jun followed behind Lin Ming at an unhurried pace, but once he released his Ferocious Beast aura, the pressure of a demigod's presence left everyone struggling to breathe.
Not a single member of the Xu Family dared step forward to bar his way. They merely surrounded the pair and followed behind them, ready to act at any moment, until Xu Hui hurried over.
He was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, dressed in brocade robes, with cultivation at the Soul Douluo level.
Lin Ming specifically had Xiong Jun scan the place. There was not a single Titled Douluo in the entire estate. A former imperial family could no longer produce even one Titled Douluo. How pathetic.
"What brings you two to our Xu Family?" Xu Hui spoke politely, but his eyes remained fixed on Xiong Jun.
The aura emanating from Xiong Jun terrified him. He had already prepared himself to call for help; he felt that the powerhouse before him could kill him in a single move.
Lin Ming had long since seen through Xu Hui's little schemes.
"Relax. Put away whatever you're planning to use to call for help. If we wanted to kill you, you'd have died eight hundred times already," Lin Ming said flatly. "I've come today to discuss a monumental deal with you."
"We have no business dealings with each other."
"This isn't business!"
"How big, then?" Xu Hui asked, his brow tightly furrowed.
"Big enough to affect the whole Douluo Continent." Lin Ming paused, as though he felt that was not quite accurate.
Then Lin Ming said, "No, not just this