91: Chapter 91 Negative Review!

The Chengtian Academy was located on the east side of Chengtian Prefecture City. Stepping out of the academy's vermilion-painted gates, one would find a wide, accessible long street. The road surface was a full seven or eight zhang wide, smooth and spacious, looking extremely imposing.

The long street was filled with an endless stream of people, bustling with activity.

The people coming and going were of all kinds: there were ordinary commoners running along the street, Martial Artists from various sects with steady Auras and nimble steps, fellow students wearing the various uniform robes of the Prefectural Academy, and even city defense soldiers wearing unified martial uniforms, with sabers at their waists and cold expressions, passing through the crowd.

Shops lined both sides of the street, arranged in orderly rows.

Medicinal Pill pavilions, weapon shops, spiritual material workshops, restaurants, and teahouses—everything one could need was available. The sounds of hawking and selling rose and fell, everywhere exuding the bustling, worldly atmosphere unique to a major martial arts city.

Chen An walked out of the Prefectural Academy and stepped onto the bustling long street, quickly merging into the flow of people.

After walking for a distance, he found an empty, quiet alley. He quickly changed out of his Prefectural Academy Disciple robes and used a secret technique to alter his appearance and physique. In an instant, he transformed into a middle-aged Martial Artist with a steady face and an imposing demeanor, his Aura restrained, showing not a hint of youthful spirit.

After getting himself ready, he casually stopped a passing Martial Artist, softly asked for the location of the Tianbao Pavilion, and then walked slowly and unhurriedly toward his destination.

Before long, the magnificent Tianbao Pavilion came into view.

Compared to the county-level branch in Wurong County from the past, this branch in Chengtian Prefecture City was incredibly imposing. A nine-story building rose from the ground, with flying eaves and carved beams, gilded with gold and inlaid with jade. Spiritual light faintly swirled above the building; it was truly worthy of being one of the five major merchant houses of the Great Luo Dynasty, looking extremely impressive.

Outside the building, there was a constant stream of visitors; those coming and going were all experts from various sides and children of wealthy families. Guards with steady Auras stood on both sides of the door, maintaining order and fully displaying the style of a major sect.

Stepping inside, Chen An glanced at the layout of the pavilion. Seeing that this floor was entirely filled with Yellow Rank Cultivation Techniques, Martial Skills, and ordinary mortal weapons—all the most basic items for cultivation—he immediately lost all interest.

"Guest, welcome to the Tianbao Pavilion. I wonder how this humble one can be of service to you?"

At this moment, a shop attendant who had just seen off a customer caught sight of Chen An, who had walked in alone. He carefully observed his attire and steady, extraordinary demeanor, and a flash of brightness immediately crossed his eyes. He hurriedly stepped forward, his attitude extremely respectful and enthusiastic.

Chen An glanced at him indifferently. After a moment of contemplation, he said in a deep voice, "This Seat has business to discuss with the Manager of your pavilion. Please go and relay a message."

"This... I wonder what business you have with the Manager, Guest, so that this humble one can report it in advance..."

Before the attendant's voice had even faded, a majestic Aura, vast as a mountain and sea, suddenly swept down, instantly enveloping him.

The attendant, who only had Qi Condensation cultivation, felt his blood and Qi stagnate. His limbs stiffened, unable to move, and breathing became incredibly difficult. His legs couldn't stop trembling slightly, and the composure and enthusiasm on his face vanished in an instant, leaving only fear and awe in his heart.

However, just when the Qi Condensation attendant thought he was going to die, this terrifying Aura vanished completely in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

The attendant let out a long, ragged breath, his back already soaked with cold sweat. He hurriedly bowed and bent over, his voice trembling yet extremely respectful: "Senior... please calm your anger. This humble one will go and inform the Manager immediately, right away!"

How could he dare to hesitate anymore? The cultivation of the middle-aged man before him was unfathomable.

That Aura just now felt even more terrifying than facing the Manager, who was in the Innate Realm. He was likely an expert even more powerful than those in the Innate Realm; he was definitely not someone a lowly attendant like him could afford to offend.

After speaking, the attendant dared not say another word. Stumbling, he ran quickly toward the back hall, rushing to report to the Tianbao Pavilion Manager.

Watching the attendant stumble away, Chen An's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly, and he shook his head gently in his heart.

Bad review!!!

The service attitude of the attendants in this Prefecture City is not good either. The attendant at the Tianbao Pavilion in Wurong County knew how to invite guests to a private room, but this attendant just left me here.

His eyes shifted, and Chen An didn't say anything more. With his hands behind his back, he strolled slowly around the first floor with a calm expression, leisurely passing the waiting time.

Not long after, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a purple brocade robe, with a wealthy physique and a steady, extraordinary demeanor, walking quickly toward him, followed by the still-shaken attendant from before.

"I am Manager Luo Feng, serving as the Manager of the Tianbao Pavilion in Chengtian Prefecture. Greetings, Senior!" The man walked over, secretly observed Chen An, his eyes flickering for a moment, and then he cupped his hands toward Chen An.

Although he hadn't experienced it himself, Manager Luo Feng chose to believe his subordinate. Feeling that the person before him might not be an ordinary Martial Artist, he lowered his own posture as soon as he approached.

"Manager Luo Feng, there is no need for such formalities!" Chen An turned around, glanced at Manager Luo Feng, and nodded slightly.

"I did not know of your arrival, Senior, and failed to welcome you from afar. I hope you will be magnanimous, Senior!"

"It is crowded and noisy here, which is truly a slight to you, Senior. Please, Senior, move to a quiet private room on the third floor. This Junior will prepare fragrant tea, and then we can discuss matters in detail."

Regarding Chen An's cold attitude, Manager Luo Feng felt not the slightest dissatisfaction; instead, the smile on his face grew even deeper.

He had been struggling and working in the Tianbao Pavilion for decades; what kind of people had he not seen?!

The higher the cultivation of an expert, the more eccentric and unpredictable their temperament. This person before him, who could make his subordinate, a Qi Condensation Realm attendant, nearly collapse to the ground with just his Aura, was definitely a big shot above the Grandmaster Realm and absolutely could not be offended.

Chen An nodded slightly, signifying his consent.

Seeing this, Manager Luo Feng hurriedly turned to the side and made a "please" gesture, personally leading the way. The still-shaken attendant lowered his head and followed far behind, not daring to even breathe loudly.

The two ascended the carved wooden stairs, and the third floor was indeed much quieter than the first.

There were no longer those low-grade Yellow Rank Cultivation Techniques and ordinary iron weapons placed here. Instead, there were exquisite glass display cabinets, inside which were at least Profound Rank High Grade weapons, Medicinal Pills, and Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills. There were also far fewer customers coming and going, mostly noble children in luxurious clothing and Acquired Realm Martial Artists with steady Auras.

Manager Luo Feng led Chen An to the end of the corridor and pushed open a wooden door with a plaque that read "Tingzhu Pavilion."

The private room was decorated very elegantly. The bamboo tables and chairs were spotless, and a pot of verdant bamboo was placed by the window. The air was filled with a faint fragrance of tea, worlds apart from the noise downstairs.

"Please sit, Senior!"

Manager Luo Feng respectfully invited Chen An to sit in the seat of honor, then clapped his hands. A maid wearing a light green dress walked in carrying tea sets, skillfully poured hot tea for the two of them, then bowed and retreated, gently closing the door behind her.

"Senior, please have a taste. This is the newly harvested Cloud Mist Spiritual Tea from this year, which has the effect of calming the mind and focusing the spirit."

Manager Luo Feng held the teacup with both hands and presented it to Chen An, his tone humble as he said, "I wonder what instructions you have for your visit today, Senior? As long as it is something the Tianbao Pavilion can do, this Junior will not hesitate."

As he spoke, he secretly observed Chen An.

The middle-aged man before him had an ordinary face, yet he carried an air of authority that did not need anger to be intimidating. Especially those eyes, as deep as a pool, seemed able to see through people's hearts, making him inexplicably feel a bit fearful.

An expert!

At least an expert of the Grandmaster Realm!!!

He racked his brains but couldn't recall when such an unknown top expert had appeared in the vicinity of Chengtian Prefecture.

Could it be an outsider Martial Artist?!

Chen An picked up the teacup and took a light sip. The tea was slightly bitter upon entering his mouth, but then a refreshing sweetness bloomed on the tip of his tongue. It was indeed a rare, good tea.

He set down the teacup, raised his eyes to look at Manager Luo Feng, and said indifferently, "This Seat has come today because I wish to sell some things to your Tianbao Pavilion!"