Li Tian was stunned when he heard her. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Since when did this kind of rookie dare to come and find trouble with him? did he really think that Li Tian was a soft persimmon that could be crushed at will?
Li Tian sat down on a nearby stool and crossed his leg with his mouth as he looked at the waiter with a provocative expression.
Although he was a little afraid of the Yun family, that was just fear. He was mainly afraid of causing too much of a commotion and attracting the attention of the cultivators of the heavenly Devil Palace.
He had even stolen the witch's scepter. Haitian city was probably in a mess now to find him.
"Where did this dog come from? why are you fighting with me?" Seeing Li Tian's reaction, the waiter felt embarrassed.
The commotion here was not small. Yun Heng, the popinjay, and his lackeys also turned their attention to this side, watching this scene with great interest.
