A Demonic Cultivator? Jacob could sense that the man was a Demonic Cultivator the moment he passed by him. After all, the man's aura reeked of lethal intent.
When Jacob's gaze fell upon the man, he stopped and looked at Jacob for a moment before he went back to his business.
Jacob ignored him and went to the reception as well. It wasn't the time to stir up an event and attract unwanted attention.
"Give me a room."
"Give me a room."
The man in black and Jacob made the request at the same time.
The receptionist slowly took out a card. "I'm very sorry, sirs, but there is only one room left.
Jacob and the man in black looked at each other, then the man took the card when the receptionist was distracted. He left right away and refused to spend any more time with Jacob. It was obvious that he didn't want to attract any attention to himself either.
