Who would have thought that among the two troublemakers, one was the Dragon Seeking Grandmaster sitting at the eighth level looking to the ninth, and the other was even beyond the nine incense burners.
"Oh dear, Daoist, stop fighting, stop fighting, just tell me what compensation you want. Speak up, and don't ruin the peace."
The shop owner recovered from the heartfelt kick, realizing that the Daoist had merely "awarded" him a kick, already showing mercy.
"Which sky child is causing chaos here?"
A Divine Lantern hovered in from the inn's door, hanging above everyone.
On the lantern was an eye; it was the Sun Patrol God of Yellow Field Prefecture.
Speaking of Li Changxun, he might have been somewhat hesitant facing Bi Fang, but against this small Sun Patrol God, he struck with heavy fists.
He pinched his middle finger and thumb together, gathering a gust of wind, and flicked it towards the Divine Lantern.
