Chen Feng took a slight step back, just enough to dodge the robed youth's knife.
The robed youth frowned, staring at Chen Feng, his eyes growing subtly intense.
"You continue, I won't disturb you," Chen Feng said with a smile.
"You seem to be no ordinary man, but no matter who you are, you better not intervene in the affairs of the Soul Refining Sect," the robed youth said indifferently.
Then, the robed youth reached out to knock on the door of the adjacent room.
After a few knocks and no response, the robed youth lost his patience, kicked the door open with one foot, and charged in.
"Ah, Brother Shen, spare my life."
From the room came pleas for mercy, along with a woman's screams that it had nothing to do with her.
"Heh, you can't pay back the money but can afford to fool around with a woman in an inn," the robed youth said coldly.
