Eastern Province.
Silver Moon City, Xianzui Inn, third floor.
Chu Yuan looked at the overturned table before him, then glanced at the shopkeeper whose face was flushed red.
His own face darkened.
If you don't want to go, then don't.
Is there really any need to flip the table?
"Alright, alright, if you don't want to open a branch, then don't."
Chu Yuan said, waving his hand dismissively with a dark expression on his face.
"Ah? Wait! Sect Master! I didn't mean it that way, truly, I didn't! I just got too excited and accidentally knocked it over!"
"Just wait, Sect Master, I'll give the order to get a new table ready right away!"
The shopkeeper hurriedly exclaimed.
His red face quickly turned pale.
Being able to rely on the Wayless Sect would most certainly be an incredible opportunity.
But if one were to offend the master of the Wayless Sect, all opportunities would be for naught.
"So tell me, do you truly wish to go and open a branch or not?"
