After leaving the secret chamber, Luo Tian called Lü Baichuan over, and the two headed for the streets of Fengluo City.
No one knew that, at that very moment, the young man on the street
was the person behind [Shadow Pavilion]!
In a private room on the second floor of the Drunken Immortal Restaurant, Luo Tian sat on the table, with a whole spread of delicious dishes.
Both men had concealed their cultivation, appearing to be nothing more than ordinary diners.
"Lü Baichuan, sit down and eat with me," Luo Tian said.
"Yes, young master." Lü Baichuan nodded respectfully.
A short while later, as the two conversed,
the restaurant's manager hurried over and said with a somewhat impatient expression, "Honored guests, sorry for the interruption!"
"Our Wang Clan's young master has arrived. He wants to reserve the entire second floor to entertain guests. Everyone must clear out now."
"Or would you like to move to the main dining hall downstairs?" The manager looked at the two of them.
Hearing this, Luo Tian merely smiled faintly and continued talking to Lü Baichuan as though he had heard nothing.
Just then, Wang Zhan, the Wang Clan's young master, charged in aggressively with several guards.
"I'm taking over this floor. You two, get out!"
"Did you hear me?"
"Do you know who I am?" Wang Zhan patted his chest, raised his head, and shouted, his gaze sweeping over Luo Tian and Lü Baichuan!
The two men were dressed in ordinary clothes, and their cultivation was not high either. They appeared to be in the mid Xiantian realm.
Wang Zhan was Fengluo City's notorious little tyrant, arrogant and overbearing.
"Oh? Who are you, then?" Luo Tian said calmly.
Luo Tian set down his chopsticks and raised his head, looking calmly at Wang Zhan as though he were watching a clown hopping about.
Lü Baichuan's expression turned cold as well, and he was about to teach Wang Zhan a lesson!
"With Lü Baichuan's temperament, any move he made would be an instant kill!"
Luo Tian waved a hand at Lü Baichuan. "Let me!"
Luo Tian thought to himself, Let me test the power of the [Bone-Dissolving Soft Palm] I just mastered!
"You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit."
Enraged by Luo Tian's attitude, Wang Zhan waved his hand, signaling the guards behind him to step forward and seize them.
His men were in the middle and late stages of the innate realm!
Yet Luo Tian and Lü Baichuan did not rise, as though they had seen nothing.
At that moment, Luo Tian raised his palm and gave a gentle push.
An invisible ripple of internal force shot from his palm, instantly striking the guards.
Wang Zhan felt an immense force slam into him, sending him flying backward to crash heavily into the wall.
Bang!
"Cough, cough! Cough!"
Wang Zhan's face instantly turned pale, and he spat blood!
"You... you... aren't in the innate realm?" Wang Zhan pointed at Luo Tian in terror.
The sounds of fighting upstairs drew the attention of the diners below.
"Hey, sounds like someone's fighting upstairs?" some martial artists whispered.
"Heh, didn't you see the Wang Clan's young master go up?"
"Those people inside probably got taught a lesson by the little tyrant," some martial artists said with a laugh.
"Stay back! What are you going to do?" Wang Zhan trembled as he shifted his body several times.
Luo Tian walked up to Wang Zhan, patted his shoulder, and said, "Little tyrant, treasure the time you have!"
Luo Tian smiled faintly, then turned to Lü Baichuan. "Baichuan, let's go."
Wang Zhan did not know that Luo Tian's [Bone-Dissolving Soft Palm] had struck him.
He did not understand what Luo Tian had meant by those words.
He merely thought Luo Tian was threatening him.
"Look! Those two actually came downstairs unharmed?" The diners below all looked astonished.
After they left the Drunken Immortal Restaurant, Lü Baichuan asked in confusion, "Young master, are we just letting him off like that?"
"Ha, ha, ha!"
"Don't worry!"
"He was struck by the [Bone-Dissolving Soft Palm] I just learned."
"I only wanted to see how powerful it was!"
"But I've only reached minor accomplishment. The palm's internal force will take four hours to flare up. Just wait and see!"
"News will get out when the time comes. How could we let someone who offended us off?"
Before long, word of what had happened at the Drunken Immortal Restaurant spread throughout Fengluo City.
Everyone speculated about Luo Tian's identity and cultivation, since he had even dared to strike Wang Zhan of the Wang Clan, while Wang Zhan became a laughingstock.
He had been sent flying by a single palm strike!
Inside the Wang Clan's lavish, imposing main hall,
Wang Zhan stood before Wang Li, his head slightly lowered, not daring to meet his furious gaze.
Wang Li's face was utterly gloomy.
He roared furiously at Wang Zhan, "How strong were those two?"
"You actually dared to attack people at our own restaurant?"
"And they sent you flying with just one burst of palm force?"
Wang Zhan stammered in reply, "Father, I couldn't tell that young man's cultivation was higher than mine.
"He was about seventeen or eighteen.
"He was playing the pig to eat the tiger.
"His true cultivation should be in the purple mansion realm or the sea transformation realm.
"I couldn't make out the cultivation of the man beside him at all, but he seemed to be his guard.
"I heard him called Baichuan, but I don't know his surname!"
"Do you have a pig's brain?" Wang Li bellowed angrily.
His voice echoed throughout the hall, and the servants nearby did not dare make a sound!
With a bang,
the wooden table shattered into a heap of fragments.
"Fengluo City's little tyrant?"
"You've really brought honor to the Wang Clan!"
"You unfilial son!"
"Do you have any idea how much trouble this could bring upon our Wang Clan?"
"You've heard the name Shadow Pavilion, haven't you?"
"How was the Heavenly Wolf Gang wiped out?"
"Clearly, there was some reason or purpose behind its destruction!"
"Do you think you've lived too long?"
"Or do you want the Wang Clan to die with you?"
Wang Zhan trembled all over in fright and hurriedly explained, "Father, I... I only told them to leave the private room, so..."
"So?"
"So you thought you could attack them as you pleased?"
Wang Li cut him off.
"Fortunately, they didn't hold it against you."
"Otherwise, disaster might have befallen our Wang Clan today!"
He took a deep breath, steadied himself, and ordered, "Someone, send men to investigate where those two came from.
"Although our Wang Clan has some standing in Fengluo City, we cannot casually offend experts."
"Yes, clan head!"
An elder then left the residence.
Wang Zhan kept his head lowered, not daring to speak again.
Inwardly, he still thought little of it. How big a deal could it be?
Surely those two couldn't be from Shadow Pavilion?
Once I find out who you are,
I'll have people deal with you.
Meanwhile, at Shadow Pavilion's base in Fengluo City, Luo Tian and Lü Baichuan were leisurely sipping tea.
"Judging by the time, it should be about now!" Luo Tian said slowly.
"Aah, aah, aah!"
Wang Zhan suddenly collapsed, spitting blood as his body struggled violently!
Wang Li immediately stepped forward to check on him. "Son, how are you?" He hurriedly stuffed a pill into Wang Zhan's mouth!
After examining him, Wang Li's expression changed drastically. "What's going on?"
His internal organs were shattered, his bones had softened, and a strange internal force was rampaging throughout his body!
"I can't expel it at all!"
Someone had clearly struck him with an underhanded attack. He had never seen such sinister martial arts before!
"Zhan'er! Zhan'er!"
Hearing the commotion outside, the elders all rushed in.
"Clan head, what happened?"
They looked at Wang Zhan lying on the ground, barely breathing.
Every one of their faces changed in shock. "How did the young master get so badly injured?"
Hadn't he been perfectly fine when he came in earlier?
In this condition, Wang Zhan was clearly beyond saving. Even a god could not save him!
Wang Zhan's face turned livid as he roared furiously, "Zhan'er was struck by an underhanded attack!"
"Such a sinister, vicious martial skill-it must have been that young man!"
"Investigate! Send more people to investigate at once!"
"We must find out who he is!"
"Have someone go to the restaurant and draw portraits of those two, then post a bounty in the underground black market to investigate!"
"Yes, clan head!" the elders answered.
The Wang Clan's young master, Wang Zhan, was dead!
Before long, word spread among everyone in Fengluo City.