11 Chapter 11 (1/2)

Approximately 45 minutes later and a well maintained ancient carriage entered a huge establishment bearing the insignia of the Lu Family on its entrance.

The building was heavily populated with men and women alike but with just one glance, any passerby could differentiate them from the normal breed of people that was ever so rampant in the city.

These breed of individuals had proud bearing and were garbed with only the most luxurious of dresses.

The robes ranged from myriad bright colors and the artistry behind each craft resonated the creator's freedom in the styles they brought to the eyes.

Some women were basically veiled only with thin garments that left little to the imagination of their pleased viewers.

And same as everyone who can still feel and breathed to appreciate beauty for what it was, Clark also took this chance to admire the lovely flowers in his midst.

'I need to get myself a beautiful girlfriend also.' Clark was thrilled inside.

Although this was more Lu Chen than him because of the old man's propensity for sexual affairs but that has not diminished Clark's interest in this particular field.

”We're here, Master Lu.” Old Peng would have wanted to shout the words out but grew meek before the set of expensive vehicles around their modest one.

Some of the carriages that neatly lined beside them even had tamed monsters to pull their master's cabins. Of course most, if not all coachmen, stayed to guard the pricey possessions with great diligence.

'I'm an old worthless man. Please don't stare at me that much.' Old Peng bowed his head low to escape the judging eyes of the crowd of drivers around him.

Not a few muttered mocking jests his way as he tied the horses down on the side.

”A pair of poor stinking animals and an old dying slave. I wonder who's the honored master behind this extravagant party.”

”Who knows? Maybe it's a powerful Grandmaster who has just exited his closed door cultivation of 500 years or so!”

The irony was deafening in the place, shamelessly inviting provocation unto the newly arrived travelers. Old Peng dipped his head even lower and engaged not one of the brazen offenders around him.

He did not even look at anyone's eyes in the vicinity save of course his master inside the carriage. Old Peng opened the vehicle doors as expected of his station.

He was indeed a good old servant who knew the ins and out of his job. Clark was only too aware of how much his faithful slave had suffered through the years for him.

And he was not one to easily forget Old Peng's long service.

”Come with me, Lai Peng.” Clark said after he set his foot on the ground.

His vision scanned the bunch of small minded goons in the area and paid them no mind after he realized that they were just ants with big mouths.

He could kill them in a few breaths but he doubted he would get much exp from these mortals.

'I'd only end up wasting my time.' Clark shook his head and barged slowly into the premises.

”But... what about the horses, master?” Old Pend echoed behind. His concern for the lives that he nurtured for almost 20 years was real in the emotions he'd openly voiced out in this moment.

”I guess our friends in here could help us keep an eye on our precious carriage, or won't they?”

Clark gave his best death stare on the group especially to those who had openly ridiculed them but it has not resulted in what he'd expected it would.

”HAHAHA! Are you dumb or something?”

”Why would we even do that? We don't even know you at all!”

”In our eyes, you are no better than your aged slave!” The brave men looked contemptuously at the duo.

'Seems like I've not yet fulfilled the criteria to bear some killing intent unto my foes. Or maybe such notions aren't even real.' Clark sighed when he realized how wrong his assumptions had been.

Yes, he had mercilessly murdered the three men from before and found no guilt whatsoever in his heart.