"Mr. Xi, you may enter, but this one cannot," Xuu Chu said, bowing to Xi Zhicai.
"Why can't I, Old Dian, enter? I'm here to protect our military advisor. How can I ensure the safety of our military advisor's life if I don't enter?" Dian Wei looked dissatisfied at the burly man opposite him, who had a waist size similar to his own, feeling an urge to slap the man a few times.
"Hmph, with me here, not even a fly could get in!" Xuu Chu said arrogantly, thumping his chest with a thump, thump, thump.
"With you here?" Dian Wei snorted and ran up to Xuu Chu, pointing his finger on Xuu Chu's chest. The solid muscle dented like poking into lard.
Looking down at the small pit on his chest, Xuu Chu was taken aback, then glared at Dian Wei with flames in his eyes, "I underestimated you. Let me try!"