The boisterous laughter echoed incessantly in the dilapidated gambling den. It was grating to the ears, but what filled people with dread was the feeling it provoked.
Finally, the laughter from the other side stopped. The man leisurely addressed Xiao Qiang, 'Cultivators are indeed extraordinary, you truly surprised me.'
Xiao Qiang snorted coldly, 'If that's the case, then you dare provoke me.'
Something seemed to be choking in the man's voice, causing an uncomfortable sensation.
After a while, the voice spoke again, 'I don't know what school you belong to, much less how your master taught you, but to be so arrogant as a nascent stage cultivator, do you really think there are no other cultivators in Huaxia? Or do you consider the other cultivation schools ants?'
'My school is none of your concern.'
Xiao Qiang showed disdain towards the voice. He had no fear of those who hide behind a facade.