Chapter 1085

The magnificent City Lord’s Mansion is brightly lit tonight!

Good wine and food were brought out from the back kitchen like flowing water, setting up a full hundred tables for the banquet.

All this was just to entertain the successful return of the three caravans.

This would not have happened in previous years, but this year is a bit special.

The City Lord’s Mansion sent out a total of five caravans, but two were lost, and among the remaining three, there were also heavy losses.

Logically speaking, with such losses, they should have kept a low profile and licked their wounds, but that Young City Lord Xiao Feng insisted on holding a grand banquet to reward the heroes who defended the caravan.

"In times of crisis, not losing one’s momentum; this Young City Lord is quite a capable person."

In the main hall, Luo Chen looked at the lively scene outside with a calm expression.

He had also once been in charge of a behemoth like the Luo Tian Sect, so he naturally knew that the more difficult the time, the less one should expose one’s weakness to the outside world, otherwise the enemy might swarm in.

However, judging from the tables and chairs arranged in the main hall, he is not a true guest of honor at tonight’s banquet.

Figures entered one after another from outside.

There were old women with crutches, burly men with red faces, and men who looked relatively young.

When these three entered and saw Luo Chen, looks of surprise could not help but appear on their faces.

"Is there a non-third-realm body refiner at the same table at tonight’s banquet?"

The person who spoke was the young man with a proud air.

Luo Chen seemed not to have heard what he said and continued to sit quietly in his chair, pouring and drinking by himself.

Seeing this, the young man’s face showed anger, as if he was extremely displeased with Luo Chen’s arrogant posture.

The performance of both sides was immediately apparent.

Seeing this, the old woman and the burly man couldn’t help but shake their heads slightly in their hearts.

"Xiao Zirui is still too young!"

"It seems he has been hit too hard and thinks everyone is looking down on him, but this stranger is indeed a bit arrogant."

Of course, none of them revealed what they were thinking.

After the three newcomers took their seats, they began to talk among themselves.

"Chihuo, you returned really fast this time, far exceeding us."

"It’s just that I was close enough to the main city, and the invading bandits were not a threat. Instead, it’s you, Granny Yu. I heard you displayed great power and severely injured the Meteor Bandit leader Tong Huaijin? This is truly amazing. That Tong Huaijin has a body-refining technique and can come and go freely on the battlefield, yet he suffered a big loss under your hands."

"You flatter me. Battlefield fighting and head-on combat are two different things. Even so, I only won by a trick against Bandit Tong. How can you call it displaying great power?"

"Brother Xiao, why be angry? It’s just some goods. You are a cousin of the Young City Lord, so I assume he won’t blame you."

"Yes, now that the position of City Lord is undecided, the Young City Lord is in need of people. As long as you preserve your useful body, you will inevitably have a place to use your skills."

"Thank you both for your comfort. I, Xiao, will naturally not take it to heart. This time it was truly carelessness. I thought the second leader of the Meteor Bandits was only at the peak of the Blood River Realm, but I didn’t expect him to play the pig to eat the tiger, catching me off guard. If we meet again, I will surely smash him to ashes!"

"Haha..."

Luo Chen watched coldly from the sidelines. Through the conversation of the three, he quickly learned their general situation.

The old woman with crutches is called Granny Yu, the red-faced burly man is called Chihuo, and the young man is a descendant of the original City Lord’s lineage.

They were all sent by the Young City Lord to sit in various places to handle corresponding industries and security matters for the City Lord’s Mansion.

This time, returning at the end of the year, like Manager Yan, they also encountered the sudden attack of the Meteor Bandits.

As for the result, those who can sit at this table now, besides Xiao Zirui, are naturally the heroes who successfully brought back the caravan.

And the reason why Xiao Zirui can sit here despite his poor performance is nothing more than his family relationship.

Luo Chen doesn’t care about these things, or rather, he knows these processes very well.

Next, it’s time to wait for the Young City Lord to appear and then reward the heroes based on their merits.

He can also rightfully enter the other’s sight and stay in Lanxiancheng for the time being.

Luo Chen is already used to being under others. One should have the status corresponding to one’s strength. Although he doesn’t look at these people with his strength, before understanding the true situation of this world, he doesn’t mind lying low for a while.

The next moment, footsteps came from outside the door.

Everyone stood up and looked outside. Several figures crossed the crowd from the banquet outside the main hall.

Wherever they passed, compliments of "Young City Lord" rang out.

Luo Chen looked up and saw that the leader was a handsome man in white holding a fan. On his left was an old man with a sinister face, and on his right was a beautiful woman in palace attire. Behind the crowd were old servants.

Manager Yan was also among them.

At this moment, he was crossing the crowd and winking at Luo Chen, who was still sitting.

Luo Chen pretended not to see and remained calm.

The crowd arrived at the main entrance of the hall, and the other old servants retreated, leaving only the first three to walk in.

"Greetings, Young City Lord!"

Everyone in the hall greeted him one after another.

Xiao Feng held his fan and bowed with his fists, "Xiao Feng greets you all. I would like to thank you for escorting the caravan safely, so as not to affect the business of Lanxiancheng later."

As soon as these words were spoken, Granny Yu and Chihuo waved their hands, "It’s all part of our duty."

Luo Chen, however, remained seated and accepted the other’s salute properly; this was what he deserved.

Seeing this, Xiao Zirui on the side frowned, "Bold!"

Xiao Feng stretched out his fan to stop Xiao Zirui and smiled at Luo Chen: "This senior has also contributed a lot, slaying dozens of Meteor Bandits alone and protecting the caravan. Xiao Feng is truly grateful."

Everyone looked at Luo Chen in surprise, and then showed a look of realization.

No wonder Luo Chen could sit in this main hall so openly; his contribution is the same as everyone else’s!

But then, someone caught two words in Xiao Feng’s words, and their face changed slightly.

Granny Yu said tentatively, "Senior?"

Luo Chen doesn’t look old, and it can even be said that if you ignore his unique ethereal and refined temperament, his appearance can be said to be the youngest among everyone present.

Anyone who sees him would only think he is a young man in his twenties.

And regardless of realm or status, it shouldn’t be enough for Xiao Feng, the nominal Young City Lord, to call him "Senior."

There is only one possibility!

Chihuo blurted out, looking at Luo Chen in surprise, "Are you an immortal cultivator from the outside world?"

Luo Chen did not answer, only looking at Xiao Feng.

"You have investigated quite a bit. It was Manager Yan who told you, right?"

Xiao Feng bowed, "Please forgive me, Senior. It is an eventful time, and I must be careful."

Luo Chen hummed, and then drank a cup of wine by himself, showing a free and easy style.

Seeing this scene, the people at the banquet, who had previously thought he was arrogant, now felt that he had a fairy-like demeanor after knowing Luo Chen’s identity.

Immortal cultivators who can drift into the Great Destruction Realm are all giants of the immortal path who have survived for hundreds or thousands of years, or even watched the ages pass.

Such existences, even if they are dragons trapped in shallow water, are not something that ordinary mortals can insult.

Xiao Zirui, after the initial shock, still looked disdainful.

So what if he is an immortal cultivator?

Arriving at this Great Destruction Realm, they are no different from mortals, especially because of immortal cultivation, switching to martial arts often only traps them in the third realm of body refinement. Moreover, the sudden drop in power often makes these people unable to see themselves clearly, often ending up dead.

Since that’s the case, why give superficial respect?

The banquet was lively, and Xiao Feng was a person who knew how to handle things, maintaining the atmosphere very well.

Until he brought up one thing.

"At the beginning of spring, the special envoy from Wuyoucheng will come. If he brings my father’s decree, that’s fine, but if there is no decree, there will inevitably be another martial battle to decide the position. At that time, I hope you will all help me!"

Instantly, the banquet fell silent.