It was time to purchase the ritual crystals he needed. Shen Fei turned around and walked toward the entrance of the Imperial Cultivation House. He had just gone through the door when an ear-piercing voice rang out.
"Yo, isn't that Shen Fei? Your family has been down and out for so long, how would you have the money to come to our establishment today?"
Shen Fei raised his head and looked in confusion. The person who spoke was dressed in luxurious clothing and had a particularly bright black mole at the corner of his mouth.
Shen Fei had never seen this person in school before, but from his tone and attire, he was probably a young master of some family. In any case, those families were not good people.
Shen Fei could not be bothered with him. He turned around and continued toward the door.
"Stop! Who said you could go in?"
The young master's face turned fierce. The few burly men that followed immediately rushed forward and surrounded Shen Fei.
