"Innate Martial Artist... Only an Innate Martial Artist could exert such immense pressure on me!"
The man in white himself was a disciple of the Cangyun Sect and had stepped into the Qi-Blood Realm years ago. He understood that the man in black before him was likely an Innate Martial Artist, and the icy aura he exuded was that of someone extremely irritable, ready to strike at a single word of disagreement.
The man in white's complexion changed, and he forced a smile, "It was my overstep. Please, honored guest, come inside!"
Indeed, Cangyun Pavilion had a rule against bringing weapons inside, but rules are often only for the weak. The man in black before him was clearly not a common character; offending him over such a trivial matter was simply not worth it.
Su Changkong's expression only softened slightly as he stepped into Cangyun Pavilion.
Cangyun Pavilion had several floors with everything from weapons, Pill Medicines, precious jewels, and medicinal herbs available.
