Who on earth was it?
Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
He was frightened, afraid that things would really happen as he thought, so he rushed down quickly.
As soon as the disciple guarding the sect's gate saw that it was Duan Mubai, he smiled and asked, "Martial Uncle Duan, how come you're here? Where are you going in such a hurry?"
"I'll go out and see what the noise is. Open the door." Duan Mubai answered with his face pale and his voice a little unsteady.
"Martial Uncle Duan, you don't need to go out. Some disciples were already sent out to check. They will be back shortly."
"Open the gate!" He shouted loudly. His hands were tightly clenched into fists and blue veins came into view.
The disciple saw him and was frightened, He did not dare to say anything more. He opened the door for him in a hurry and let him out. Watching Duan Mubai swept outside with a whizzing sound, he couldn't help murmuring, "What's the matter with Martial Uncle Duan? Why did he act like a lunatic?"