Chapter 47: Zhao Yang's 'Opportunity

"N-Nine-Bag Elder?" Seeing the nine tattered cloth bags hanging on the body of the beggar before him—who didn't look much like a beggar at all—Zhao Yang subconsciously blurted out these three words.

"Boundless Celestial... Demon. To think you know of the Nine-Bag Elders. Does this young friend know our Beggar Gang well?" The beggar looked at Zhao Yang, a faint, ambiguous smile playing on his lips that made Zhao Yang's scalp tingle with apprehension.

"S-Senior, this junior has indeed heard rumors of the Beggar Gang's Nine-Bag Elders. I've heard that they are all mighty experts of the Celestial Human Realm, unparalleled in..."

"Bah!"

Before Zhao Yang could finish, the beggar rudely cut him off. Looking at Zhao Yang, the beggar's face was filled with sorrowful indignation. "Which shameless bastard is slandering our Beggar Gang like this?"