Immediately, the attendants who had stopped Sheng Tian kneeled down on the ground and began begging for forgiveness.
"Please forgive us! We were merely following orders!"
As loyal as they are to their sect, the mysterious and charming young man in front of them was simply too scary. His killing intent felt like a heavy mountain pressing down on their heads, ready to crush them at will.
Furthermore, being a sect that makes wine, the disciples of the Intoxicating Flower Sect had little combat prowess, thus they would only be slaughtered.
And even with their connections to other powerful sects, none of those disciples wanted to help. This was evident as the various patrons avoided looking at Sheng Tian and merely sipped their wines as if everything was fine.
Of course, Sheng Tian's killing intent was fake, but it was so intense that no one could even tell the difference.
