Zu An frowned at him. He couldn’t deduce this man’s cultivation, which meant that his cultivation rank was quite a bit higher than his own.

It wasn’t necessary to know his cultivation rank, though. His bearing alone was enough to say that this elder was a different breed. He seemed to step on one’s heart with every step, moving in harmony with one’s heartbeat. It was a rather nauseating feeling.

He didn’t doubt for a second that just the act of walking like this would be enough to shatter the heart of a weaker cultivator.

“Who are you?” Zu An’s entire body was tense. He wasn’t about to let down his guard.

“Han Fengqiu,” replied the elder, who had come to a stop and was standing there calmly. He did not seem about to make a move. It was as though his name alone would be enough to settle matters.

The driver with the missing tooth frowned. “Things are getting complicated now.”

“Is this person formidable?” The madam inside said in her pleasant-sounding...