His sudden appearance caught the expert cultivators off guard. The thousand of them were menacing enough being alone let alone over a thousand of them. However, no matter how thick their presence was, it was nothing against his single smirk.
The wind blew and fluttered his dark hair. His deadly charismatic face was on display but unbeknownst to him, his name had already turned famous from the work of someone else. The young man didn't share a shed of faze as he looked down before clicking his tongue.
"I thought that you are the richest of the world, never expected that your house would be this small," said Lyon.
His remark caught the Lord of Treas furrowing his eyebrows. However, his rage soon turned into a smile, "You rash young man! You purposely come into the lion's den are you a fool without a brain? Just like the monkey that you are!"
"Hoo, so this is the guy that has been sitting in the hot seat."
"He didn't look like much."
