Chapter 82: What If I Refuse to Give It to You—Are You Going to Take It by Force?

Hao Jian nodded at Yang Yan, didn't speak, and silently followed behind Elder Xu as they entered.

Arriving at the legendary small banquet hall, the decor inside was not as opulent as downstairs, but rather more simple.

A faint musk filled the small banquet hall, making one feel refreshed.

Yang Yan furrowed his brows.

There are people from another world here.

Upon entering, the intense smell of blood hit his face.

No amount of musk could cover this up.

This doesn't mean that people from the Hidden World all love killing.

But rather, anyone belonging to that world carries some unusual "scent".

Of course, this scent is not something the nose can detect, but a kind of feeling.

Yang Yan quickly glanced at the three people with the Hidden World aura.

The three of them clearly felt the unique aura emanating from Yang Yan, and they all nodded lightly at him, a tacit greeting.

Since there are people from the Hidden World, they couldn't be treated with everyday attitudes.