Chapter 1162: The Old Beggar's Crisis

"Are you threatening me?"

"This punch of mine, honed over hundreds of years of cultivation, can you withstand it?"

The old beggar suddenly stood up from the Taishi chair, his face full of anger, and spoke as the autumn wind howled mournfully around them, waves of invisible murderous intent surged, sweeping towards the group of people in black robes.

"If Senior Xiao Lao Di makes a move, we certainly cannot withstand it."

"However, with the current strange occurrences within the Central Origin Realm, it wouldn't be surprising if one or two people with advanced impersonation skills emerged. Recently when children from the Sword Sect were stolen, all major powers began to pay close attention, I wonder if the senior truly possesses genuine skills."

"If the senior insists on not trading today, then we juniors will have no choice but to test what all the sects are thinking."