On the third day's dawn, the Gluttonous Pavilion was entirely surrounded by a uniform array of Golden Core cultivators, whose aura was so intimidating it made hearts tremble.
Previously the bustling center of Qingfeng City, this area had become eerily deserted when these people encircled the Gluttonous Pavilion. Everyone chose to steer clear, rendering the usually vibrant district uncharacteristically quiet.
Many watched from afar, some with regret visible on their faces, others sporting schadenfreude expressions.
The presence of the Gluttonous Pavilion had poached business from many peers, so seeing it under misfortune naturally delighted some.
Such is the cold indifference of the world, and not a single person dared to speak up in this situation.
The ones surrounding the Gluttonous Pavilion were, of course, from the Ouyang Family. They uttered no words and maintained expressionless faces even as Miao Yi Niang and others loudly rebuked them.
