"Senior, did I say something wrong again?" Xing Shan scratched his head awkwardly, but quickly patted his chest and said, "I'll take responsibility for my own actions, senior, I won't drag you down."
Lin Tian smiled wryly inside, patted his shoulder, walked to the window, and cupped his fists towards the nameless booth, "Ling Pavilion Master, Xing Shan is straightforward, his words might have been too direct. If he offended anyone, please forgive him for my sake."
"Who's this person hiding his face? Why should Ling Pavilion Master give him any face?"
"Hard to say. Since he can sit on the second floor, he must have something special about him. Let's say less and see how Ling Pavilion Master handles it."
The crowd began whispering amongst themselves, the people from several Ancient Martial families looked at Lin Tian, then at the nameless booth, showing thoughtful expressions, as if they thought of something.
