Chapter 82 Giving Raymond A Thrashing (1/2)

After the test for selection and assessment of talents was over, Austin, together with Evan and Denali, went to Peace Town.

At the town, it was full of hustle and bustle and the streets were packed with pedestrians.

Several pairs of gaudily dressed young men and women stood on the street while holding their horses. The couples looked happy and carefree as if they were matches made in heaven. They attracted the attention of the passers-by.

Austin kept a low profile while walking on the streets. He knew that members from other sects were present and that they might be keeping tabs on him.

Different sects often contended with each other overtly and covertly. The slightest disagreement in conversations or dissension over attire would lead to unnecessary troubles.

Short after, they turned and entered another street. A magnificent tavern came into his view. In the next instant, Austin lifted his chin, and sniffed the aroma of wine that filled the air. The horizontal board on the facade read, Lotus Tavern. Austin took a moment to admire the beautiful calligraphy.

”It smells so good!”

they hadn't reached the door of the tavern, yet Evan sniffed the air and cried out exaggeratedly,” Tin, my mouth is watering!”

”You are drooling! Wipe your mouth and try not to make a fool of yourself.”

Evan stretched his hand and brushed his mouth. Indeed, the corners of his mouth were wet with saliva.

Denali chuckled at the sight.

Lotus Tavern was still some distance away. Yet, the delicious smell of food had already enticed them. Evan rushed in the front, eager to get to the tavern and see what it had to offer.

”You blind dog! Get away!”

Several arrogant young men shoved Austin and his fellows to the side rudely as they made way for a young man about sixteen or seventeen years old. He wore a yellowish garment and had handsome and refined features.

The teenage boy seemed to have applied makeup. His face had been plastered with powder, and his lips were covered in lipstick. A long sword hung on his waist. He looked handsome and elegant.

His charming appearance caught the eyes of young girls who passed by. They blushed and glanced at him from head to toes, openly.

Feeling the admiring eyes boring into him, the young man felt more proud of himself.

”Huh! You bastard. You dared to block my way! Weaver, break their legs and tell them who I am!”

Seeing that Austin and his companions were shabbily dressed, the young man assumed that they were low-grade disciples of some sect at best. So, he wanted to take this chance to impress the common folk with his authority.

The clothes that Austin and Evan wore were of the lowest quality. Anyone would take it for granted that they were poor men at the first sight of them.