Chapitre 322: The Array Shatters and Ten Thousand Souls Wail

Bu Fang grabbed the Black Turtle Constellation Wok and let out a light breath. 

It was as if the air itself froze. The Venerable Master, still levitating in the sky, stared fixedly at Bu Fang, showering him with an awe-spiring force of energy.

From afar, the chubby elder also smacked his lips. 

Bu Fang's origin was obscure and unknown. Safeguarded by a ninth grade and in possession of a Semi-Divine Tool, how could he merely be a restaurant owner in a dingy little town? He must have great patrons and great networks as his backbone. 

The chubby elder was a warrior of the Clear Sky Pagoda in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, which represented the highest sphere of influence in all of the Southern Region. Yet he had never heard of this Bu Fang figure. The single time he had heard his name mentioned was when his disciple couldn't stop praising Bu Fang's dishes. 

Someone so low-profile… how eccentric.