"Bring the beauty out to this young master immediately! Do you hear me?"
Zhao Wuji's arrogant and overbearing shout resounded again, piercingly loud in the quiet street.
Zhao Wuji is the eldest young master of the Zhao family in Xianyun City, a family with formidable power, which few in Xianyun City dare to provoke, thus contributing to his arrogance and conceit.
Certainly, Zhao Wuji's own cultivation was not weak either, at the mid-stage Heavenly King.
Xianyun City was home to three major families, forming a tripartite balance of power.
Thus, while others were afraid of Zhao Wuji, the young masters and ladies of the other two major families certainly were not.
"Zhao Wuji! Shut your mouth! What the hell are you howling about?" A young master angrily chastised Zhao Wuji, his gaze fierce as he glared at him.
