C770 Rules

"Who just laid hands on a member of our Beggar Clan? Step forward," the old beggar commanded, standing firmly at the inn's entrance without stepping inside, his voice booming like a great bell and painfully resonating in the ears of those around.

Feng Zhentian and his companions were unfazed, but the inn's patrons were not so fortunate.

The innkeeper, hands clapped over his ears