C53 (1/2)
The layout of the second floor was exactly the same as the first floor. On the other hand, the items purchased on the second floor were all the daily necessities of a Soul Formation expert.
The number of martial artists on the second floor was also much fewer than the first floor. Moreover, each and every martial artist unconsciously released an aura that caused others to feel a sense of majesty and sharpness.
For a time, the dazzling treasures, formations, divine weapons, and miraculous elixirs dazzled, causing Wu Hen and the others to become infatuated.
Dong dong dong dong, dong dong dong, the sound of restless footsteps could be heard from afar. There were no less than ten of them, and they all appeared behind Wu Hen and the other three.
”Hey, kid, what did you call me just now?” The green robed young man who called himself Song Chungui asked as he stared at Wu Hen gloomily.
”Stupid young master, you've become stupid again?” Wu Hen slowly turned around and gently raised his eyebrows. He stared at the green robed man in front of him and replied with a disdainful tone.
”Brat, do you want to die?”
”F * ck, you even dare to offend our Young Master Chun!”
”Where did this earth leopard come from? Brothers, cripple him!”
A commotion broke out in the crowd behind the azure-robed youth, as several youths were fighting to be the first to show off their skills. He wanted to rush over at the first moment to show some colors to Wu Hen.
”Damn, isn't that the young master of the Song, Qi, Liang, Chen, and the four noble families?”
”Eh, it really is Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter, four hedonistic young masters!”
”Heh heh, in the capital, there is still someone who dares to provoke the four great young masters. I think that this young man's brain is most likely that of Watt!”
”Hehe, this will be interesting to watch!”
All of the martial artists in the second floor's pavilion were attracted by this commotion. Most of the warriors recognized the identity of the four young men at the first moment.
”Cough cough, who is making a ruckus on the second floor? Does anyone in the Spiritual Treasure sect not understand the rules? ” A dull and loud sound echoed from the second floor.
A formless and terrifying pressure covered the entire second floor in the blink of an eye. All of the martial artists on the second floor were startled at the same time. Soon after, bean-sized sweat began to flow down all of their faces.
”Aiya, Senior, have mercy! Senior, have mercy!”
”Wa, wa, wa. Senior, we are going to get lost now, we are going to get lost now. Senior, please be merciful, please be merciful!”
”Senior, please let us go this time!”
Putong, putong, the few young men that had been fighting for their lives all this time didn't dare to suppress their cries of agony one after the other.
”Scram!” An ice-cold deep roar slowly reverberated within the second level of the pavilion. The invisible pressure around them suddenly disappeared. The young men that were rolling on the ground hurriedly stood up and fled toward the first floor.
”Haha, Young Master Chun, I still have some matters to attend to at home, so I'll be leaving first!”
”Haha, Young Master Chun, take care. Let's meet again another day!”
”Hehe, Young Master Chun, I'll prepare some good wine and dishes for you at the Drunken Red Brothel tonight. You have to show me your face then!” Seeing that, the remaining dozens of young males and females hurriedly walked up and apologised to the green-cloaked man in the lead.
Hualala, hualala …
In just a short moment, the young men and women who had been baring their fangs and brandishing their claws had completely slipped away. In the large two-story pavilion, there were only four young men left, standing there motionlessly, their complexions alternating between green and white.
”Kid, you don't recognize me?” Song Chungui, who was wearing a green robe and an ashen complexion, gritted his teeth as he stared at Wu Hen and asked.