Li Hao was surprised. A cultivator had actually arrived outside the bar, and he did not seem weak. He was at the late-stage Foundation Establishment realm.
In the next moment, Li Hao saw several figures enter from outside the door. These figures were filled with pride. They were basically martial artists, and the leaders were two young men.
Li Hao's gaze landed on one of the young men in white. He looked to be in his thirties, but Li Hao felt a powerful aura from him. His temperament was extraordinary. Even as he stood there, there was some spiritual energy involuntarily surrounding him.
Li Hao's eyes narrowed. This guy was the cultivator Li Hao had sensed just now.
When Li Hao looked at him, Nie Yun also looked in his direction.
