After dinner, everyone went back to their own residences, and as Peter Brown just arrived at his room, he immediately noticed someone sitting cross-legged at the door.
"What's going on?" Peter Brown muttered to himself and quickly approached.
The person sitting there was a young man, who appeared to have the cultivation of the Spiritual Realm. He glanced at Peter Brown and said, "You must be Peter Brown, right?"
"Indeed, I am Peter Brown."
"Then I've found the right person. Kid, I'm borrowing your room, so find another place to live."
As he spoke, the young man stood up.
Looking around, Peter Brown noticed that many rooms were occupied by people, who seemed to be watching the scene as if they were watching a play.
"You want to take it by force?"
"Don't make it sound so ugly. Here in the Dark Mist Sect, it's all about strength. With strength, you have everything; without it, you have nothing. I'm just borrowing your room for a while," the young man retorted.
