Li Tian turned the token in his hand and sneered,""Get lost," he said.
The disciples of jinxuan school didn't dare to speak. They quickly slipped away with their tails between their legs, not caring about the beggar from before. In other words, they were just looking for trouble.
At first, the people from jinxuan school were still showing off, but now, they looked like this. They wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare to. They all looked at Li Tian, but as soon as Li Tian's cold gaze swept past them, they all scattered like birds and beasts.
Seeing that most of the people had left, Li Tian turned around and looked at the beggar behind him. The beggar was still holding a token in his hand. It was gray and dull, but he could still see the symbol of jinxuan school.
His eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze attracted by that unremarkable token.
The Pauper looked at Li Tian in a daze. After a while, he said,""This really isn't mine, I picked it up!"
