Seeing a few Ancient Demon Clan disciples walk in, all the Human Clan disciples quieted down.
Although everyone felt displeased with the arrogant tone of these Ancient Demon Clan disciples, no one spoke up to refute them.
The Ancient Demon Clan disciples swaggered in, then approached a window seat already occupied by a disciple, pointed at him, and made a gesture for him to get lost.
The disciple, full of anger but afraid to speak, obediently gave up his seat and found a spot in a distant corner to sit down.
The Ancient Demon Clan disciples sat down.
These Ancient Demon Clan disciples were evidently regulars at this tavern. As soon as they sat down, a waiter respectfully brought over prepared food and wine.
"That damn Huang Xiaolong got lucky and only won the first place in the competition by chance. If he ran into our Demon Son, he would probably be so scared he wouldn't even dare to fart," one of the Ancient Demon Clan disciples said loudly.
