"I am about to take Nie Yun as my master. If you say you're his father, wouldn't that make you my grandmaster? You ignorant fool, daring to act like a senior here! Let me tell you, if I ever hear you say that again, I will kill you!"
Another young man stood up, his anger surging.
"If I hear you dare to insult Lord Yun, I'll do the same!" the first young man shouted as well.
These young men had long seen Nie Yun as an idol to be worshiped, dreaming of becoming his disciples.
"Look, it's Lord Yun!"
The two had barely finished speaking when a loud shout suddenly erupted from outside the restaurant.
Many people had witnessed Nie Yun thrashing Huangg Ling in the sky, and his face was now etched in their minds. They were all cultivators, able to memorize a face with a single glance, so his appearance on the street immediately caused a commotion.
"Lord Yun is coming to Hongyang Building! Lord Yun, I'm your admirer, please take me as your disciple!"
