Guo Yi had always been low-key; unless he was sparring with someone, he usually concealed his true strength to avoid unnecessary trouble from other Martial Daoists. His power was suppressed at the level of an ordinary martial artist, at best merely a Martial Dao Grandmaster.
So, in Liu Cuishan's eyes, Guo Yi was just a Martial Dao Grandmaster.
Unless he encountered a Cultivator stronger than himself, one could recognize Guo Yi's sealed power, otherwise, those whose Realm was below Guo Yi's could never see through his true strength.
"Guo Yi, why aren't you leaving?" Wang Qiaolin was startled.
"Wait a moment," Guo Yi pulled Wang Qiaolin and the others behind him.
"What's going on, what happened?" Wang Qiaolin hurriedly asked.
"You guys go over there," Guo Yi ordered.
"No way," upon hearing this, Wang Qiaolin grabbed Guo Yi's hand and demanded, "You have to tell us, what exactly happened?"
"Look for yourself at the hotel entrance," Jiang Xue pointed.
