Entering The Catacombs

There were even martial artists guarding at the gate.

No one attempted to stop Fang Ping's actions.

Not many guards were guarding at the gate. There were only two, and they did not look particularly young.

One of the middle-aged martial artists had a very long scar stretching from his brows to the corner of his mouth.

When he saw Fang Ping engrossed in touching the gate, the fierce-looking scarred man suddenly gave a bright, big smile and said, "Little kid, want to take it away?"

"Yes!"

Fang Ping's reply was rapid and innocent.

Scarface beamed again and teased, "Work hard if you want to. One day, when the Catacombs in Magic City has been suppressed, this gate will be of no use anymore. We can then work together to take it down."

Fang Ping heard what he said and grinned. "I guess I'll never be able to see this gate again when that time comes."

"Hahaha…"