Qualifying Tyrannically

Under the scorching sun, even the leaves have withered.

In a long hall way filled with crawling vines, a group of mutants have come to take refuge from the intense heat of the day. They formed a diverse gathering of both genders, ranging from teenagers to those in their fifties and sixties.

Chu Feng could be said to have arrived rather late as he attracted several gazes from those present.

"Are your family members all mutants?" a skinny youth asked, his eyes were especially bright, akin to a pair of golden lanterns.

"No, I’m the only mutant," Chu Feng replied.

A fair-skinned youth with especially large ears sneered. "A grown man who needs to be accompanied by his parents thinks he can enter the Hollow Jade Temple. "

Many among those in the hallway turned to glance at them.

Chu Feng felt a strong urge to trample the man. He had barely spoken a few words before suffering blatant ridicule.