Zu An looked at the jade token in his hands. It was probably equivalent to the place’s highest VIP status. Reaching such a level was obviously not easy. Meanwhile, his number was 333, meaning that there weren’t many others of similar status.

Furthermore, when he heard that from that manager’s tone and how there were other Hub of Freedom locations, he had just been about to sigh in admiration toward their influence and size when he heard the mocking voice ridiculing him.

When Zu An turned around, he saw a group of people standing on the stairs. The one in the lead was a young man with a sneer on his face. It was such a cold day, yet he had a fan in his hands. This man was definitely a culture snob.

The worst part was that he didn’t even look all that suave and confident. Even though he had a mask on, Zu An could still see that he had dead fish eyes. They didn’t look all that intelligent, and he was leaning on the railing in a sloppy manner, making his character seem even more wretched.

Zu An sensed his aura roughly with ki. The other individual’s cultivation was only around the...