These nine were all at the Opening Realm. They were completely unable to discern that Lin Yun's cultivation was at the Eighth Layer of Qi Sea Realm, and they certainly had no idea that his Combat Power was great enough to slay even those at the Early Stage of the Primordial Ocean Realm.
Seeing their smug expressions, Lin Yun forced down his anger, constantly reminding himself, 'Don't stoop to their level.'
Lin Yun had no appetite for the plain white rice, so he decided not to eat. His body could go for days without food without any issue anyway. In fact, the higher a Martial Artist's cultivation, the less they relied on food. Eating was merely for pleasure.
Putting down his bowl and chopsticks, Lin Yun left the dining hall. Watching his retreating figure, the nine men began to talk.
"This kid sure has an attitude."
"Hmph. Newcomers need to learn the rules. We'll teach him a proper lesson tomorrow."
