Hua Tianxiong was extremely horrified.

The identity of the true disciple is much higher than that of the county guard, second only to the governors of various states and the elders of Xuankong Mountain. He, a small lord of Wanhua City, is nothing in the eyes of the other party. Even if he is killed, he will be killed at most.

Punish him.

"Hua Tianxiong has met your Excellency."

Hua Tianxiong quickly fell from the air, bent down and clasped his fists, trembling.

"City Lord!"

The gray-haired old man with the knife on his back and the others looked at each other in confusion.

"You still haven't knelt down to apologize."

Hua Tianxiong shouted angrily.

"Sir, spare my life."

Hearing this, these people didn't understand that the man on the top floor of Feixue Restaurant had a much higher status than Hua Tianxiong. If he didn't kneel down to apologize, his life would be in danger. Suddenly, they knelt down one by one without hesitation, their voices frightened.

"Everyone, please leave, Hua Tianxiong, and you can take care of yourself."

Li Fuchen said calmly.

As Hua Tianxiong and others left, the onlookers started talking.

"I wonder who the great lord Hua Tianxiong calls him is."

"You are stupid, you must be at the top of Xuankong Mountain."

"So young, I'm afraid he is a true disciple of Xuankong Mountain."

Listening to everyone's discussion, Su Muyu looked at Li Fuchen and said, "Li Fuchen, what is your current status? The Lord of Wanhua City seems to be very afraid of you."

Li Fuchen said: "I just recently became a true disciple of Xuankong Mountain."

"I see."

The three of them were stunned.

Xuankong Mountain is one of the seven top forces in the Ditian Continent, and his status as a true disciple can indeed make the Lord of Wanhua City tremble with fear.

"How long have you been in Ditian Continent? Have you ever seen anyone else?"

Li Fuchen asked the three people about their experiences.
Chapter completed!