When Chen Hai looked toward him, Taoist Wang also opened his eyes and looked back at Chen Hai.
His expression was indifferent, showing no emotion, as if all the affairs of the world mattered not to him; in his heart, there was only ever his own Tao.
Tao Cultivators, detached from the worldly affairs, valued tranquility and inaction.
Taoist Wang, lacking in real skills, still managed to pull off a bit of an act.
It's likely he had even hypnotized himself, believing he was one of those rare enlightened beings.
"Young friend, are you the owner of this suite?"
"Looking at the dark aura between your brows, if I'm not mistaken, the formidable entities occupying this villa must have been brought here by you."
"You may not realize it yet, but you are in grave danger!"
Unflustered and unsurprised, Taoist Wang inspected Chen Hai from head to toe, then sighed long and sadly.
He had just finished speaking when Bai Xiaohang, who was beside Chen Hai, stepped forward and stood next to him.