Han Li tilted his head, giving the two Foundation Establishment cultivators a cold sideways glance, which immediately silenced the unfinished words on the man's lips.
They were two unfamiliar middle-aged cultivators whom Han Li did not recognize. He had no idea which sect they belonged to.
At this moment, the shopkeeper and two assistants in front of Han Li had already been immobilized by the immense spiritual pressure that was nearly palpable, rendering them unable to move a muscle.
Their faces were filled with fear. Upon hearing that Han Li was a Nascent Soul cultivator, their souls seemed to flee their bodies as they desperately tried to plead for mercy. But under the heavy pressure weighing them down, they couldn't even catch their breath, let alone speak a word.
The surrounding cultivators all turned pale, some timid ones who feared being implicated had already quietly retreated.
Standing behind Han Li, Sun Huo, thanks to Han Li's special treatment, only stepped back a few paces like the others, showing no signs of distress.
However, upon recognizing Han Li, his expression changed, and he immediately stepped forward to bow respectfully, saying, "Disciple Sun Huo pays respects to Master Han."
Ignoring the three individuals in front of him, Han Li turned around and glanced at the half piece of talisman paper held in Sun Huo's hand, then nodded and said, "It seems I don't need to say much; you already know my current identity."
"Disciple was ignorant of Master's true identity at the time and spoke rashly. Please forgive me, Master!" Sun Huo recalled his disrespectful behavior towards Han Li in the past and felt extremely uneasy, apologizing sincerely.
"At that time, I had not yet become an elder of the sect, so naturally, I wouldn't blame you for anything. However, seeing that you have this half-piece of talisman, it seems there is some connection between us," Han Li said, staring at Sun Huo as he spoke slowly.
"A half-piece of talisman? Could it be that Master is..." Sun Huo was taken aback, about to say something more, when a silver streak shot through the sky from a low altitude.
"We'll talk about this later," Han Li waved his hand, stopping Sun Huo's words, his eyes narrowing as he looked towards the distant streak of light.
The only cultivators able to fly freely in Tian Tian City without being affected were the enforcers of the Nine Nations Alliance.
They were specifically responsible for maintaining order before and after the Tian Tian City trading fair.
Sun Huo naturally dared not continue speaking, immediately standing obediently with his hands tied.
But he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart. Holding the piece of talisman paper, his hand became even more careful.
At this moment, the streak of light in front of Han Li dimmed, revealing an old man with yellow hair, who appeared to be at the mid Foundation Establishment stage. Embroidered on his chest was a pattern of a small golden sword, the emblem of the enforcers.
The old man flew over from a distance, naturally sensing the astonishing aura released by Han Li just now.
But due to his duty, even though he knew there was a Nascent Soul cultivator here, he could only grit his teeth and come over.
However, upon seeing Han Li standing motionless in the middle of the street, he clasped his hands together and said, "Junior Enforcer Wu Fei of Tian Tian City, I don't know why Senior is angry. Is there anything I can do to assist Senior?"
"There's nothing. I just happened to pass by here and heard this shopkeeper of your city speak ill of our Luo Yun Sect. I wanted this friend to repeat what he said in front of me," Han Li said coldly with his hands behind his back.
