C324 In a Simple House

The speaker was a lieutenant, his beard unkempt and his appearance disheveled.

In a crowd that numbered over a thousand, his voice boomed, resounding across the expanse in an instant.

"Who are you calling trash!?" A young Demonic Cultivator erupted in anger.

The lieutenant, with his droopy eyes, gave him a cursory glance. Without any discernible movement, a black shadow suddenly streaked by