The innkeeper saw this and went ghastly white. He wasn’t worried about the safety of Lin Ming’s group, but rather feared that his tables and chairs would be smashed apart. He only hoped that these three wouldn’t try to resist, lest his inn be ruined.
At the moment, there weren’t many visitors eating meals within. They had seen that something was wrong, and immediately got up and scurried out, so as not to be affected by any potential fallout, or caught in a possible spell of bad luck. Even the waiter had run away, leaving the innkeeper all by himself. The innkeeper had ran to the second floor for fear of being accidently killed by some stray blow.
“Little boy, this is the wrong place and time for you to be an aristocratic junior. You actually came to our territory and acted so arrogantly, you are so damn stupid. If you know what to do, then kneel on the ground, bow down three times, and give us those two girls for us to enjoy this evening. If you do so, then we’ll let you keep your dog life.”
As the bearskin soldier said that, he reached out to grab Lin Ming’s arm. In his opinion, this playboy young master had only just started practicing martial arts – it would be child’s play to remove his arm.
But as he touched Lin Ming, Lin Ming’s aura suddenly changed!
His restrained breath and vague true essence fluctuations instantly billowed into this sky, directly piercing the horizon. A surge of Dragon Yang Qi erupted from Lin Ming’s body. The bearskin soldier instantly heard a horrifying sound within his ears, it was the roar of dragons and tigers. Even though he had fought in many battles and had a firm will and resolute mind, after hearing this dragon’s roar, his entire body started trembling, as his heart began to swell with a fear that came from the very depths of his soul.
“Xiong Tou, quickly dodge!” The eyes of the spear-wielding soldier flashed and he instantly felt as if something was wrong. He flourished his spear and rushed towards Lin Ming, but at this moment, he suddenly slowed his steps. He saw that Lin Ming had gripped the bearskin soldier’s neck. That Xiong Tou who was usually fearless in battle seemed to have turned dumb and let the young boy grab him.
The spear-wielding soldier frowned, and he stopped. He suddenly realized that they had really stepped in sh*t today. What was going on… how come a master like this suddenly appeared in Fog Valley? Not only that, but they had probed this boy’s cultivation just a moment ago, and they had clearly seen he was new to martial arts. Now his cultivation had experienced a dramatic rise to the peak of Bone Forging!
Although he wore a bamboo hat, the soldier was able to roughly estimate that he was no more than 20 years old. This kind of age with this kind of cultivation was very unusual! Also, he was skilled in some sort of mystical witchcraft technique, otherwise there would be no way for Xiong Tou to instantly lose all bodily response and so easily fall into the enemy’s hands. Dealing with an enemy like this who was so skilled in these subversive skills was the most difficult.