The sharp, biting voice made Jiang Chen's expression darken slightly.
He looked toward the source of the sound.
At the tailor shop's entrance, two women with waists like water barrels waddled in, dressed flamboyantly and caked in gaudy makeup.
The two women were adorned with all sorts of jewelry, likely dozens of pieces. Despite the hot sun outside, they wore thick mink furs around their necks, as if terrified someone might not know they had money.
Their eyes, squeezed into thin slits by folds of fat, glinted with disdain and contempt as they looked over Jiang Chen and his companions.
Behind the two fat women followed four handsome, lavishly dressed young men.
These four youths had abundant vital energy; each was a Martial Artist of the True Martial Realm.
The four also had their noses in the air, paying Jiang Chen and his group no mind whatsoever.
Just as Jiang Chen was sizing up the two fat women with disgust, they were also looking at him.
