Nanyang Inn.
A thousand-year-old inn, still retaining its complete ancient charm.
Under the dim light of a large lantern.
Ye Tianzhe's old face, was filled with difficulty and panic.
The guest from Fuxiang Island, Peng Jialuo!
He knows!
That is a terrifying existence he absolutely cannot afford to offend!
But right now.
Box number one is gone, he is exceedingly troubled and uneasy!
Afraid that because of it, he might neglect Lin Tian!
If he becomes enraged, he cannot afford such consequences!
His very life might be at stake!
To him, old monsters like Golden Core Great Cultivators, which of them doesn't have a peculiar personality?
Thinking back, if he had managed to escape smoothly earlier, he and Ying Zimei wouldn't have realized they were only a brush away from a Golden Core Ancestor!
Lin Tian naturally noticed the reaction on Ye Tianzhe's face.
