"I don't know!"
Yama shook his head at the young man.
"I'm the disciple of Master Cyril Luanne!. If you don't want to die, then get lost! I'm not in the mood to talk to you now!" the young man shouted at Yama arrogantly.
"Without Mr. McDonald's permission, none of you can enter!"
Yama repeated like a robot.
"Is there something wrong with your brain? Didn't you hear what I just said?"
As the young man spoke, he reached out his hand and pulled at Yama's clothes, as if he was planning to pull Yama to the side.
However, the moment the young man stretched out his hand, Yama grabbed his wrist.
It was then that the young man finally realized that something was wrong. Yama's reaction speed was obviously not the same as a normal person.
"Are you a martial artist too?"
The young man asked Yama with his eyes wide open.
However, in the next second, Yama threw the young man in front of him away.