"..." Du Feng swallowed an angry retort and proceeded without another word. They went into a grand building and were served hot tea while they waited.

A few minutes later and many people had also entered the same halls. These were spies from the big families of Aurora.

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This was the first time that Du Feng, Cheng Huan, and Li Yang had gone out from the City Lord's residence and so many curious eyes were on them.

Zhang Yun and Ren Cao were also present in the scene.

"I'm sorry to tell you Senior Du Feng but our master explicitly instructed us that he would not accept any visitors at this time." A lovely servant apologized to the gathered visitors.

This was not the first time that she did this and thus her act was truly well done. It can only be imagined how many clans have wanted to have a better relationship with the Han Clan.

"Kindly tell your master to make an exception today. We shall wait for a few hours more. Please." Du Feng endured.

"I will try my best, Senior Du Feng!" The lady servant bowed and did her job with great efficiency.

It needed not be said that she did not even go to our bored gamer in the first try at all.

Thus, one could only expect that this lady servant would absolutely not go disturb our bored gamer no matter how many times Du Feng or other people might insist on the matter.

At least she was wise enough to mislead anyone who tried.

An hour passed and nothing happened.

Two hours and still nothing. Free dishes were served for the guests and the kindness of the clan was seen at this moment.

There were about 200 in attendance and they needed to feed them all. It was good that a scene like this was not rare at all in the clan.

In a city of millions, people in need was one thing that this city never lacked. Du Feng and company of beauties did not touch their food at all.

Cultivators at their heights did not feel hunger anymore. But the same could not be said to the other 200 or so people in the place. And so a mini feast happened in the midst of Du Feng.

When the 3rd hour came and it was already 1 in the afternoon, Du Feng could no longer hold his patience in.

"It seems that i have to kill someone before anyone in this house takes me seriously." Du Feng whispered at this time.

In a room filled with cultivators, his words were like deafening thunders in the heavens.

"Perhaps we can come back another time, Senior Du Feng." The wisest man in the place suggested. This was of course none other than Zhang Yun who was seated in a nearby table.

"I don't want to waste my time doing that, City Lord. Since i am already here then let me get my time's worth right now." Du Feng replied and then stood up to do what he planned to do.

He was too impatient to make this quick and so looked for an empty wall to strike. Du Feng has wanted to make his presence known and not commit murder in a premature way.

He would only do something like that at the point of no return. But for now, all he required was sufficient attention to make our bored gamer move.

"ROAR!" A beastly sound echoed in the confines of the room when Du Feng threw one punch into the wall.

This was merely a simple Dragon Fist from an Earth Realm Cultivator like him but if it would land true to its target, there was no doubt that a sizable part of this luxurious building would turn into ruins.

It would have been better if Du Feng could pinpoint the location of Master Clark Colter but the large defensive array of the Han Clan has mostly limited his divine sense.

As such, Du Feng could only be rough in his means.

"FLASH!" A blinding light visited the scene in no time. The huge hall was washed by the magnificence of a big lance.

It blocked the dragon fist but the momentum did not stop there for it wished to return the favor in kind.

The pointed long tip ate the distance away until it pierced unto the outreached hand of Du Feng.

"CRACK!" Alas, the lance did not even leave a scratch on Du Feng's body.

The big lance broke into pieces, leaving behind the scattered residues of the spiritual power that had created the attack in the first place.

"It seems like i finally have someone's attention now." Du Feng smiled at where he stood.

Even though he appeared calm on the outside but the ripples of doubts began to creep inside his psyche.

At a glance, he could see that whoever made the attack earlier had absolute control over his weapon.

Not even a disturbance in the air happened as everything inside this extravagant hall remained pristine and untouched.

'To be able to control a top grade tier 3 weapon this much, i believe that this boy should at least have a Core Creation Realm cultivation base.

No one in the Innate Realm could do so otherwise!' Du Feng concluded inside. A graded weapon was like a bow and arrow where one could just pull and release to make it work.

But the distance and accuracy of the arrow would very much depend on the strength of its wielder.

Du Feng could see that whoever blocked his dragon fist has used this tier 3 weapon to its maximum power. A full minute passed and there was only silence in the room.

A few breaths more and the echoes of footsteps could be heard from the opened doors.

"TAP!"

"TAP!"

"TAP!" The steps came closer until the figure of a young man was finally seen at last.

"Greetings, Master Clark!"

"Greetings, Master Clark!"

"Greetings, Master Clark!"

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