Only My Way

He paid no mind to the man's gentle expression or extraordinary attire.

After silently glancing at the man, Ling Wuyuan coldly shook his head in refusal, saying:

"No need."

"I don't have the habit of joining forces with others."

Although it sounded cold and unsociable,

it was the honest truth.

Even back when he was teaming up with Xi Xianlan, Bai Jingzhu, and Wu Yanlian to hunt monsters in the [Dragon Beast Mountain Range],

he rarely joined forces with them.

As for strangers?

He naturally steered clear, completely uninterested.

Of course.

Another reason was that he didn't think teaming up with a group of people with different ideas was like giving himself a buff…

Compared to teammates who offered no real benefits,

he preferred to trust himself.

Numbers?

Hmph~

Didn't care~

Faced with such a reply,

the man immediately showed a hint of disappointment and understanding.

"Is that so… then it's a bit of a shame."

It was a sense of regret, as if he had expected Ling Wuyuan to refuse him, but still wanted to try.

Then,

he didn't say anything more.

He just shrugged his shoulders:

"Then I won't bother you."

With that, he directly turned around and left with the other two, without any hesitation.

It was an extremely decisive attitude.

Without any unnecessary entanglement.

His companion, although showing some dissatisfaction on his face,

ultimately didn't utter any harsh words, looking at Ling Wuyuan, whose demeanor and attire were even more extraordinary than theirs.

After all, while they seemed strong,

Ling Wuyuan was equally, if not more, so…

Moreover,

unlike them,

Ling Wuyuan also possessed a certain indescribable feeling.

This made him decisively give up the idea of saying harsh words.

It was unwise to rashly provoke a strong person whose background was unknown…

However.

After Ling Wuyuan walked away,

the man still grumbled with some dissatisfaction and resentment:

"What's that kid's background?"

"Why does he look so arrogant…"

He didn't care about the resentment in his companion's words.

To put it bluntly,

it wasn't even worth mentioning.

The man who had just spoken to Ling Wuyuan just silently shook his head and said:

"I don't know."

"But I can feel that that person's strength is very strong."

"Moreover, he also has a sense of pride that belongs to a true powerhouse…"

"That feeling… I've only felt it on a powerhouse who is far stronger than me."

"So, if he were willing to join us,"

"the probability of us gaining something from this trip would greatly increase."

"What a pity…"

Speaking of the latter,

a very obvious sense of loss couldn't help but be revealed in the man's words.

What were they here for?

Wasn't it to seek opportunities and then take it a step further?

And a teammate who was strong enough.

Was undoubtedly a very useful and powerful help!

Enough to offset many, many threats for them.

Therefore, the loss in his words was a genuine emotion, without any pretense.

Of course.

Another important reason was that he was very curious about Ling Wuyuan's strength, age, and background.

He could sense it.

Ling Wuyuan's strength must be very, very strong.

So strong that he had no confidence at all.

As a battle-hardened cultivator,

the man had always had full confidence in his perception.

But Ling Wuyuan's apparent age was indeed a bit too young.

Young to the point of being unbelievable.

Not the fake youthfulness that came from maintenance.

That unique sense of youthfulness that belonged to young people…

Unless he had deliberately disguised himself.

Otherwise.

It was completely impossible for a normal old-timer to show that kind of youthfulness.

In this regard.

The other party didn't think that someone like Ling Wuyuan, who could show an obvious sense of arrogance just by standing still.

Would disguise himself for this…

Just like everyone couldn't believe that a straight man would put on lipstick, rouge, and nail polish.

That was a visible impossibility.

Therefore.

He was very curious, what kind of force could cultivate such an excellent young man…

But Ling Wuyuan's very straightforward refusal immediately cut off all his thoughts.

Even though he had long expected that the other party, who had an exceptionally cold expression, would never easily agree to a stranger's team-up proposal.

However, the refusal from Ling Wuyuan.

Still made the man feel sincerely disappointed…

—

When Ling Wuyuan walked to dozens of meters directly in front of the gate of [Tea Fragrance Goose Tower].

Although he was still some distance away from [Tea Fragrance Goose Tower].

Countless gazes had already looked at him from all directions.

Among them.

Most of the gazes came from ordinary people.

The emotions contained in those gazes were mostly timidity, fear, awe, jealousy, longing…

Filled with a sense of unease that the weak had when facing the strong.

A few gazes came from the balconies of each floor of the large restaurant [Tea Fragrance Goose Tower] or from positions close to the railings.

The owners of this part of the gazes were almost all cultivators.

Those gazes.

Although most of them were filled with hostility.

But, even those gazes filled with hostility.

When looking at Ling Wuyuan.

It was still inevitable to contain a lot of shock and uncertainty.

Everyone was a little frightened by Ling Wuyuan's overly youthful appearance.

Immediately, they secretly speculated about which force's genius this was…

Right now.

Even if he hadn't stepped into the restaurant yet.

Ling Wuyuan could clearly perceive it.

There shouldn't be many ordinary people in this large restaurant.

Presumably, at this moment, only cultivators with considerable strength dared to set foot in it.

But facing those gazes that others needed to pay great attention to.

Ling Wuyuan just looked at the building that was more than 300 meters high in front of him with an unchanging expression and pondered:

'[Tea Fragrance Goose Tower]?'

'Looking at the situation, this should be a restaurant name that uses some kind of specialty dish?'

'I wonder what the taste of that dish is like…'

That's right.

Compared to the owners of those gazes.

Ling Wuyuan was now more concerned about what the signature dish of this place was like.

No way.

Since he's already here…

The signature dish or something.

Then he definitely had to try it.

What if it suited his taste?

However.

His gaze, which contained a hint of contemplation.

In the eyes of some people, it was full of a sense of being in a dilemma.

It was as if Ling Wuyuan was hesitating because of the gazes in the restaurant.

Looking at this scene.

Immediately, someone sneered slightly with disdain.

They only felt that the figure that looked quite extraordinary was nothing more than that.

They had never thought that Ling Wuyuan had never put them in his eyes from the beginning…

It could only be said that, in Ling Wuyuan's eyes, most of them were actually not as valuable as a bowl of char siu.