The old man felt a chill in his heart. Although he was also at the Eight Meridians level, he was not a genius and did not possess the strength to crush those of the same rank. Moreover, there were four opponents.
Naturally, an old fox like him wouldn't act rashly, or he would have died hundreds of times already. Suppressing the anger in his heart, the old man said, "It was sold to a young man."
"What is his name, and what does he look like?" the four men pressed.
The old man shook his head and said, "I don't know his name. He looks quite handsome and is no more than 20 years old. Oh, and he had a cat in his arms."
The four men looked at each other. One of them said, "Old man, you'd better not be lying."
"How could I lie?" The old man quickly waved his hand.
"You'd better not." The four men turned and left, soon arriving at an inn.
