Inside a high-end restaurant in the provincial capital, William Harrison sat at the center, accompanied by many people from cultivation factions. His disciples and women were seated at other tables.
This was prestige!
Looking at the situation where everyone was like stars surrounding the moon, William Harrison was in a good mood, having established a strong position among cultivators from various countries.
Looking at his disciples, William Harrison's mouth also showed a smile. Although he was not a sect leader, his disciples and women combined were no less powerful than a sect.
At this moment, William Harrison suddenly focused his eyes, staring at his eldest disciple.
However, just as he looked over, he saw an evil spirit rushing straight towards his eldest disciple, Patrick Hill.
