Hearing this, the old man let out a cold snort, flicked his sleeve, and produced a recliner out of thin air. He lay straight down upon it, pointed at Xuan Xiao standing nearby, and said, "This has nothing to do with my old man. He is the one who hired me as muscle; if you have business with him, take it up with him."
The middle-aged man in dark green Daoist robes wore an expression of extreme apprehension. The object of his dread was obviously not Xuan Xiao, but rather this old man.
Hearing what the old man said, his gaze immediately locked onto Xuan Xiao. After looking him up and down, he said in a deep voice, "My friend, when did the Floating Cloud Sect ever offend you?"
Chapter 1605