Hearing this, the cultivators remembered the figure dressed as a waiter who had passed under their noses four hours before.
"Damn it!"
The man threw the waiter down to the first floor. With a pained cry, the waiter scrambled to his feet and hid behind the Innkeeper.
Two tables on the first floor were smashed. The Innkeeper didn't dare to look any further because he saw these people had murderous looks on their faces. He just stood there protecting the waiter and watching them walk away. He didn't turn around to ask the waiter what had happened until they were gone.
The cultivators gathered after leaving the inn, and there were more than a dozen of them. Ling Tianyu only saw a few people outside at the time, and he had no idea there were people in the back of the inn and on the first floor.
"Since she left four hours ago, she must have gone a long way. Where do you intend to find her?" A cultivator inquired with his eyes on the leader.
