"Master Hong, I am Wu Yanfei, my father is Wu Zhongtian. We have been supplying the Immortal Pavilion with wine since a long time ago. Can you please give me some face? We will leave and absolutely wouldn't affect that VIP. Is it alright?" Wu Yanfei reported his identity, hoping that the other party would give him some face.
However, Master Hong didn't even give him a straight glance. "Wu Zhongtian, that old turtle? Before me, he still has to prostrate himself. But you, a little bastard, want me to give you face?"
Wu Yanfei's face alternated between shades of red and green. He felt extremely helpless in his heart.
Before Master Hong, it was true that his Wu Clan stood for nothing.
Xia Qilin and Wu Yanfei then turned their pleading gazes to Chen Jun.
Chen Jun's Clan had some weight to throw in the underworld of criminals. Maybe, he could speak here.
Chen Jun had a grave and stern look on his face, along with a bitter smile.
His clan was just a small clan in charge of transportation. What was his clan before Master Hong? How would he have the qualifications to speak?
However, now that things came to this, he could only give it a try.
He braced himself and smiled. "Master Hong!"
"Who the hell are you?" Master Hong glanced at him.
Chen Jun hurriedly spoke, "This lowly one is the son of Chen Xiaofeng of the Transportation Gang. We are all people from the same path, and we belong to the streets. Master Hong, please show us some mercy."
"Hehe, oh so we are from the same path!" Master Hong laughed strangely. He glanced at the Thousand-Drops Drunk on the table and spoke, "Sure. We will do things according to the rules of the street then. Each of you must drink a flask of Thousand-Drops Drunk. Whoever finished drinking it will go unharmed!"
At this moment, Xia Qilin and the other two turned completely pale.
"Master Hong, this...we would die from it." Chen Jun trembled. An entire flask of Thousand-Drops Drunk, how could they who were at the minor constellation stage dare to drink it?
Pak~
The reply was a resounding slap.
Master Hong coldly spoke, "You don't even dare to drink the wine but speak about the rules of the street with me? Men, go and break one of their legs each!"
A group of powerful guards rushed over like a group of wolves and tigers. The scene was extremely chaotic.
Zhao Churan's beautiful countenance lost all color and became as white as snow.
This was the first time she came by herself to Lone Cloud City and one of her legs was going to be broken by someone?
This...what sort of welcoming reception was this?
If she knew this would be the case, she shouldn't have come here.
Xia Qilin, Wu Yanfei, and Chen Jun were all so scared that their faces turned ashen. They were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, staring at the guards walking over, yet didn't have the courage to retaliate.
At this moment, a calm yet forceful voice penetrated the room.
"You guys better scram now when my mood is still good."
The guards turned toward the sound and saw a figure quietly sitting there.
This figure showed no signs of panic and was extraordinarily calm.
"Damn your mother, how dare you pose before Master Hong! Beat him up!" Four guards lunged over, encircling him.
What sort of character was Master Hong? How could a brat who didn't know the immensity of heavens and earth speak this way to him?
But just when they were preparing to attack, a violent voice rang out abruptly.
"Halt!"
The person who spoke was none other than Master Hong.
His remaining left eye was filled with shock as he stared at the figure. After that, under the puzzled gazes of the guards, he walked over. Bowing with his hands in front of his chest, he apologized, "This lowly one's eyes must be spoilt. I actually only manage to recognize Master Xia now!"
This unusual act caused everyone on the scene to be stunned.
Xia Qilin, Wu Yanfei, and Chen Jun completely didn't understand this. Why would the gang leader in Lone Cloud City bow to Xia Qingchen and even have a respectful look on his face?
Did he recognize the wrong person?
"Master Hong, you…" The few fierce-looking guards had startled looks on their faces as they mumbled in puzzlement.
Master Hong inclined his head and walked over, smacking the guards. "Damn, this daddy is blind in one eye which was why I didn't recognize Master Xia earlier. Could it be that all of your dog eyes were also blinded? Xia Qingchen, Master Xia, is right here yet none of you recognized him!?"
What?
He is Xia Qingchen?
How would they recognize him? They only treated him as a normal human in ordinary clothes.
"Master Xia, this lowly one has eyes but couldn't recognize Mt. Tai and might have alarmed you with my actions. Master Xia, please forgive me!"
"Master Xia, please spare us!"
If he was Xia Qingchen, then these people should be his friends, right?
Master Hong's heart involuntarily shivered. He bent his waist even lower. "Master Xia, please punish me since I was in the wrong. I've mistakenly beaten your friends up. I'm willing to allow Master Xia to punish me however you wish to!"
He was already prepared for his limbs to be broken and to be beaten to death.
From what his brother-in-law had told him, Xia Qingchen might have had a connection with the martial legend of the Shrine.
"No need for that. These people are not my friends." Xia Qingchen calmly gazed at Wu Yanfei and Chen Jun who were both dumbstruck.
Upon hearing this, Master Hong heaved a sigh of relief. Just now, he was almost frightened to death.
"Master Xia, why would you be in this low-grade cloud room? My brother-in-law has prepared an immortal room for your welcoming reception. You didn't head there and went to the simple cloud room silently instead. This joke is a bit too much, Master Xia." Master Hong had this look as though he had been wronged.
Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that Xia Qingchen would come. But instead of going to the top-grade private room, he had chosen the lowest-grade room.
This was why the misunderstanding occurred and he had almost accidentally injured this VIP.
What?
Right now, it was Xia Qilin and Zhao Churan's turn to be shocked.
Today, the reason why Immortal Pavilion halted their businesses was actually to welcome the VIP, Xia Qingchen?
How could this be possible?
Xia Qilin was the one who couldn't accept this the most. His younger cousin was merely from an ordinary aristocratic clan and his cultivation base had just broken through to the fourth radiance-level of the minor constellation stage. How was it possible that he was a VIP of the Immortal Pavilion?
Xia Qingchen slowly drank a mouthful of wine. He placed the flask down and spoke, "I initially planned to bring my younger female cousin here for the welcoming reception. Coincidentally, my elder cousin also reserved a room here. They were too passionate about inviting me over; hence, I could only comply with their wishes."
His expression was calm, but his words caused Xia Qilin and the others to be ashamed and unable to show their faces.
Thinking back, Xia Qilin had had a look of complacency on his face when he said that he wanted to let Xia Qingchen experience the life of upper-class people.
Huh, what a joke...
In the end, Xia Qingchen was the true upper class!
Wu Yanfei's gaze also showed hints of evasion. Earlier, he had mocked Xia Qingchen for having a low status. But who would have known that the one with the low status would be him!
Chen Jun's eyes no longer had any sharpness or viciousness, only a deep trepidation remained.
However, the one with the most complicated feeling was none other than Zhao Churan.
Clearly, her cousin Qingchen had wanted to give her a welcoming reception at the immortal room that she yearned for the most. Yet, she had chosen Xia Qilin's cloud room.
The contrast was truly a huge irony.
"In that case, Master Xia, should we shift to the immortal room? This lowly one will toast several cups of wine in apology to Master Xia's female cousin," Master Hong asked.
Xia Qingchen slowly stood up as he calmly spoke, "No need for that. I've wasted too much time and delayed my cultivation. I'm returning now."
These words caused Zhao Churan to not know what to feel in her heart. So to him, coming to fetch her was a waste of his time?
"Cousin, I'm returning first." Xia Qingchen glanced at Zhao Churan. He then turned his gaze to Xia Qilin and the others as he calmly spoke, "Attend to my female cousin well. As for the rest of you, whatever you want to eat or drink, just order as you will. I will bear the cost of it."