Overbearingly Blocking the Path
Editor: Atlas Studios
"The three of you, come here!" A guard looking martial artist was shouting to the three martial artists who were about to enter the Yin Wind Den.
Those three martial artists' expressions changed. The martial artist in the lead said unhappily, "What for?"
The guard shouted coldly, "The three of you, put your palms on it!"
"Humph! Who the hell are you all? You ask us to put, and we'll put?"
"If you don't put, then we'll help you put!"
"What a joke! The three of us brothers had entered this Yin Wind Den no less than a hundred times already, and had never seen before such a rude request! Who the hell are you guys, to actually dare be so arrogant?"
"Who we are, you all don't need to care. Just comply, that will do!"
"Then what if … we don't do it?"
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Before long, those three people obediently put their palms on that instrument.
Very soon, the instrument gave off a green light.