Luo Chen’s face was full of confusion, his brows slightly furrowed, trying to catch so clues from the other party’s words. He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, saw him smile faintly, elegantly sip the red wine in his hand, then slowly put down the wine glass, and look directly at Luo Chen.
"So where are you from?" the middle-aged man asked gently, with a hint of curiosity in his tone.
Luo Chen hesitated for a mont, but seeing the harmless expression on the other’s face, he finally blurted out, "I’m from Iron Stone City in the Auslan Empire."
As soon as he spoke, the middle-aged man was taken aback, a trace of surprise appearing on his face. He scrutinized Luo Chen for a mont, and that surprised expression gradually turned into contemplation. But soon, he regained his composure, as if the emotional fluctuation just now was rely a brief interlude.
He picked up the wine glass again, took a gentle sip, only to find that the red wine in the glass had already reached the bottom. He put down the glass and smiled at Luo Chen, as if he wanted to say sothing.
"Hehe, I thought you looked familiar, so it’s..." he just started to speak, but was suddenly interrupted by a sowhat excited voice.
Luo Chen and Zhao Dongfang simultaneously turned towards the source of the voice, and saw an older man with sleek, shiny hair standing there. He looked at the man in the black robe with excitent, his hands tightly clasped together, even trembling a little.
"Isn’t that Lord Tianhui... I... I really see Lord Tianhui?" the old man babbled, obviously so excited that he seed a bit out of control.
Upon hearing this voice, dozens of curious glances shot over imdiately. Luo Chen and Zhao Dongfang suddenly felt an unprecedented pressure, as if they had beco the focus of everyone’s attention.
The man in the black robe slightly startled, looked strangely at the old man in front of him. He frowned and pondered for a mont, then shook his head, "Tianhui? You must have mistaken for soone else."
"Impossible!" the old man said resolutely, "I rember your appearance clearly, aren’t you the famous ’Golden Dragon Warrior’ of the ’Martial Soul Hall’? Always in a black robe, with brown shoulder-length short hair and brown eyes, I definitely wouldn’t mistake it!"
As the old man’s words fell, whispers imdiately rose around the surroundings. Evidently, the na "Golden Dragon Warrior" carried substantial weight here. Luo Chen and Zhao Dongfang exchanged glances, both seeing surprise and curiosity in each other’s eyes.
The man in the black robe looked at the excited old man and the surrounding crowd, a trace of helplessness flashing in his eyes. He did not want to attract too much attention here, but the current situation was clearly unavoidable. He took a deep breath, then slowly spoke, "Everyone, please quiet down for a mont."
His voice wasn’t loud, but it clearly spread throughout the entire venue. Everyone quieted down, focusing their attention on him. The man in the black robe smiled slightly and continued, "Thank you all for your attention and admiration. However, I am now just an ordinary guest, hoping to enjoy a quiet night. If you have any questions or wish to communicate, you can find at a suitable ti."
After saying these words, he turned to look at Luo Chen and Zhao Dongfang, "Sorry for startling you two. Let’s continue the discussion we were having earlier."
The well-dressed old man’s face flushed slightly, his expression exceptionally excited. His words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing an uproar around.
"Martial Soul Hall, my goodness, did I hear that wrong? Is this guy from the Martial Soul Hall?" soone exclaid, his voice full of disbelief.
"You didn’t hear wrong, and neither did I. Not only is he from the Martial Soul Hall, but he’s also the most promising inside, Lord Li Qing! You know? Li Qing, the very one who might break the hall master’s record, a thirty-three-year-old soul force powerhouse!" another person enthusiastically explained, as if witnessing this legend firsthand.
"Oh my, coming to Dark Night Tower today really paid off, to even catch a glimpse of such a genius figure, even if I didn’t see Miss Han Longxue, I have no regrets!" another person sighed, their voice full of satisfaction and excitent.
The discussions around rose one after another, surging like a tide. Luo Chen was sowhat dazed by the impact of this information, he turned his head to see Zhao Dongfang next to him, also looking bewildered, clearly shocked by this sudden news.
"Thirty-three-year-old soul force powerhouse, oh my..." Zhao Dongfang swallowed, and struggled to utter these words.
The man in the black robe, who is Li Qing, had his expression change several tis. He clearly did not want to cause such a big disturbance here, but having co to this, he could only accept reality with helplessness. He looked at Luo Chen and Zhao Dongfang, shrugged and said, "You can pretend you didn’t hear anything, see nothing."
Luo Chen shook his head, his curiosity completely aroused, "Are you really only thirty-three years old?" he couldn’t help but ask.
Li Qing nodded, yet involuntarily stroked his brown short hair, sighing, "Unfortunately, at thirty-three, I already have white hair, you see, even wrinkles. No matter how great a genius, they still can’t beat the ruthless markings of ti." His tone carried a trace of self-deprecation and helplessness.
Luo Chen nodded with deep understanding, indeed, the marks of ti cannot be erased. But then he thought of another question, "Then have you rembered where you’ve seen before?" he looked at Li Qing expectantly.
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