These two specimens, fit to patronize the Heavenly Heart Pavilion? They must be dreaming.
The attendant wore an arrogant expression, arms crossed, looking down at Ling Fan and the other with disdain.
Ling Fan remained expressionless, saying nothing.
Liang Hu Tu, however, immediately became enraged. He glared with his single eye at the attendant.
"What is this?!"
The attendant flinched from Liang Hu Tu's ferocity but still held his head high, sneering, "Do you have a Heavenly Heart Pavilion membership? This is Star Sand City's most high-class establishment. We do not entertain guests without noble lineage or wealthy backgrounds! Those without status should not come here to be humiliated."
"You damn ancestor, are you blind?!"
Liang Hu Tu was furious and was about to slap this oblivious fool to death.
He was the uncrowned king of Mount Mogan. Although he was now Ling Fan's servant, he was still a top-tier expert in his own right, currently at the peak of the Xuan Gang realm. How could he tolerate such humiliation from a mere attendant?
Just as Liang Hu Tu was about to strike in anger.
Suddenly, a voice as clear as wind chimes sounded from behind them.
"We are all human, why differentiate between high and low? I think this brother has a very special aura. Please don't stop them, okay?"
Liang Hu Tu paused, retracting his palm, as large as a fan.
Ling Fan also looked back with curiosity.
He saw a girl, about one meter fifty-eight tall, dressed in a cute lolita outfit