"I am asking you! Who did you say as rough people?!" Irritated, Yan Luo asked word by word. There had never been people who had the nerve to offend him. Though use to be good tempered, he was outraged at present.

Zhang Yan was still addicted to eating. The Anti-Soul Beast uttered through its soul energy, "Sir, do you want me to teach him a lesson?"

He shook his head gently, "Don't intervene in such matter before the risk moment. Let's wait to watch the show. Yan Luo is not a weak one."

Long Tian still ignored Yan Luo and kept a smile staring at Meng Yao. But his two followers shouted, "Who are you?! How dare you have the nerve to talk to our young master like this?" They two came to Yan Luo and raised their hands, ready to start a fight.

Can Yan Luo allow them to bully himself? He punched on the two follower's face at once, collapsing their noses and blood began to flow out instantly. But he did not stop and lifted his leg to kick them ten feet away, running down the table behind. Most people around escaped from the battle field, while a few warriors, who were confident on their strength, still sit down and watched the scene in joy.

The waiter was of the first kind of people, daring not to mediate the dispute.

Long Tian did not expect such a rough bumpkin would dare to beat his followers and yelled, "Little guy, how dare you to hit my men? You are looking for death!"

"Looking for death? Are you talking about yourself?!" Yan Luo sneered, "Just a disciple of Qinglong School, how dare you to be arrogant in our Fengdu City?!"

Zhang Yan sneered as well, thinking that this Long Tian was really an idiot. The Qinglong School was just an old holy place for martial arts, stronger than the Qingyuan School, but much worse than the Fengdu City. The Qinglong school only had a thousand-year history, but the Fengdu City millions of years. Although it was smaller in the area, its strength was much stronger than that of the Qinglong School. Even the King Family and the Kingdom of God dared not to provoke the Fengdu City, let alone a small Qinglong School.

As the most talented disciple of Qinglong School throughout its history, Long Tian's cultivation had already reached the fifth level of the Martial Arts State. In addition, he was the son of the Master of Qinglong School, so he developed an arrogant character under the care of other disciples in the school. This time, He entered the Fengdu City, regardless of the warnings of the Qinglong elders. In his eyes, the Fengdu City was just an old city who was not the opponent of Qinglong School at all. After all, his Qinglong School was ranked the top among the eastern part of the Eastern Chaotic Realm.

Long Tian looked at Yan Luo very arrogantly, "I don't want to start fight in front of a beautiful girl. Kneel down to apologize, or I will destroy you today." His imposing manner instantly was released and rushed toward Yan Luo, intending to sweep the latter away to earn Meng Yao's appreciation.

However, what happened next surprised him. He thought Yan Luo would be forced to fall on the ground, but Yan Luo didn't, even neither did Zhang Yan.

Yan Luo released his eighth-level imposing manner with a snort, which pushed Long Tian to retreat two steps.

Long Tian looked at Yan Luo in shock, then at Meng Yao. Trying not to lose face in front of her, he threatened, "I am the successor of our Qinglong School! If you dare to offend me, our school will not let you go!"

Yan Luo considered a while and didn't beat him, but said coldly: "Get out!"

"You!" Yan Luo's words was unexpected to Long Tian. He knew he was unable to defeat Yan Luo, so leaving a swearword, "Don't leave! Wait for me!" He turned and left the inn.

"You wastes! Get out!" He slapped the two followers who had just gotten up from the ground. They two endured the pain and followed Long Tian to quickly leave.