Ninth Master never expected one of his own to kneel, and to a brat who hadn't even grown all his hairs at that.
His expression changed slightly, showing some displeasure.
Then Ninth Master's mind clicked, quickly realizing that the young man not too far away must be a cultivator.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for Yan Zheng to be so obedient with his strength!
Capital City has always been a battleground for dragons and tigers. There are many cultivators hidden among the ordinary people, so it's not surprising to encounter a cultivator.
Ninth Master's pupils contracted slightly but without a hint of fear; instead, he said to Ren Feifan, "Sir, after all, we are somewhat of the same kind, but it's not right for you to force your way into my territory. Moreover, the guest I am hosting today is not someone you can afford to provoke. If you leave now, I will consider our grudges settled, what do you say?
