"You're here to ask for directions…?" The skinny man wore a dumbfounded look on his face after hearing Yuan's words.
He focused on Yuan's appearance again. In the Primordial Realm, due to its chaotic environment, having a healthy appearance was a privilege accessible only to the most powerful individuals and families.
But what truly set Yuan apart from the ordinary dwellers of the Primordial Realm was the vast reservoir of spiritual energy within him. Though he tried to conceal it, those who had long been starved of such energy could instinctively sense its presence.
Yet a privileged background did not mean one was above resorting to robbery. In the Primordial Realm, where resources were scarce and the law of the jungle reigned supreme, even the lofty could be driven to desperate means. In fact, it was usually the most powerful individuals who took advantage of their privilege.
"Who… Who are you looking for?"
"The Asura Clan," Yuan calmly answered.
"The—?!"
