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"Since you've come, why the hurry to leave?"
Blocking Wang Chen's path was an elderly gray-robed cultivator, apparently in his fifties or sixties.
He looked at Wang Chen with a sinister gaze and said with a sly sneer, "Why not join in the fun?"
Wang Chen felt a sharp aura firmly lock onto him.
Any slight movement would bring down a thunderous strike!
Even without using the Spiritual Perception Technique,
Wang Chen was well aware that the other party's cultivation realm far surpassed his own.
His mind raced, and he immediately clasped his fists saying, "Elder, this disciple was merely passing by and didn't see anything. I beseech the elder to show leniency, and I would be eternally grateful!"
As he spoke, Wang Chen quietly gathered his mana.
The gray-robed cultivator hesitated, "Are you a disciple of the Cloud Sun Sect?"
He hadn't seen an identity plaque on Wang Chen and assumed the latter was also a loose cultivator, naturally needing to be apprehended.
