C1090 Threat

Although the inn's door stood open, an invisible force barred their entry. Inside, the patrons felt an overwhelming pull ushering them towards the exit.

The crowd fell silent once more until Feng Zhentian strode confidently to a table and took a seat. He gestured to the two men standing by, "Please, sit. Let's talk."

"To sit or not to sit?"

"If you're not willing to sit and talk