Yang Fei, understanding that the other party hadn't noticed his identity, slowly entered the inn.
Inside the inn's hall, a rectangular dining table was laden with an assortment of meats and wines.
Behind the rectangular dining table, sat a lean young man.
He grasped a large piece of beef in his hand and before him, lined up were eighteen bowls of white wine.
The rich, strong aroma of wine was so intense that those nearby dared not approach.
The young man devoured the meat and drank the wine heartily.
Curiously, amidst the boldness, there was an indescribable elegance and grace.
The Heaven and Earth Vital Energy around him gathered into a vortex, forming a unique aura around him.
Yang Fei felt slightly awed.
This young man was far more powerful than the average Spiritual Martial Arts Master.
There were many bounty hunters and mercenaries heads in the hall.
Yet these ruthless individuals all looked at the young man with fear in their eyes.
Yang Fei smiled faintly.
