Luo Feng and Bing Ruolan entered the tavern. As soon as they found a place to sit, the local martial artists surrounded them.
"What a display of skill! You managed to kill the Black Dark King Serpent. I, Wu, greatly admire you!" a long-faced martial artist stood out and said with a smile. The others also looked at them, their eyes sparkling with curiosity.
Luo Feng knew these people were curious about how he had killed the Black Dark King Serpent. He clasped his fists in a gesture of greeting and smiled, "It was pure luck. When we crossed the Beiming River, the serpent was already heavily injured."
The crowd nodded in understanding, their eyes reflecting a look of realization. The Black Dark King Serpent was a troublesome adversary even for a mid-stage, seventh-level Essence Storage Realm martial artist. No one believed that Luo Feng and Bing Ruolan, given their age, possessed the strength to kill the serpent.
