Xiao Chen couldn't be bothered to deal with them and was just about to tell Ghost Blade to bring the money.
Suddenly, a voice rang out.
A voice laced with disdain and arrogance: "Heh, in this day and age, someone still dares to cause trouble in Jianghu First Building? Haven't you heard of our Beiqi Ancient Clan's reputation?"
As the voice rose, a few people walked out from Jianghu First Building.
The person leading them was a young man dressed in ancient attire, his clothes made by the country's top luxury brand, costing at least a hundred thousand.
There were several jade pendants around his waist, all fine-quality suet white jade.
Each piece was estimated to be worth tens of thousands.
The hairpin on his head was made of pure gold, studded with gems.
It was equally priceless.
This person's entire ensemble probably cost a few million.
Many people don't earn that much in a lifetime.
"Senior Brother!"
