“And who are you? Tell me your name!” Chen Feng said coldly, ignoring the highly formidable atmosphere emanating from Young Master Tianhen.

Young Master Tianhen glared at Chen Feng as he pondered, trying to guess Chen Feng’s identity.

Humph! This fellow is just a Concealed stage cultivator without a single Lightning Tribulation under his belt. Without utilizing my eye technique, I would not have been able to notice him. Looks like he must possess some treasures on him. Additionally, an aura had blocked my attempts to probe him earlier. That is obviously a high-grade Sacred artefact. Did he think he could hide that from me? Whatever! It doesn’t matter if he is only a random passer-by or not. The fact that he bumped into me today is just bad luck on his part. Having assessed Chen Feng’s cultivation level earlier, Young Master Tianhen came to think little of Chen Feng. He believed that Chen Feng was only relying on the magic treasures on him. Besides, Young Master Tianhen was someone who would even look down on cultivators on the same level as him. How else would he treat a minor Concealed stage cultivator? For Young Master Tianhen, dealing with characters like these required a mere wave of his hand.

Naturally, this Young Master Tianhen...