"Xiaoyu?"
In front of the Mountain Fire Blade Realm's gate, a crowd was gathering, and the number kept growing.
Among them, a handsome, valiant young man waved and greeted with a smile.
"Brother Chuan, you're here too." Du Yu braced himself against the torrential rain and strode forward.
Lin Chuan laughed, "You came alone?"
"Shiwei hasn't advanced to Great Demon Tamer yet," Du Yu explained.
"Well, what rotten luck." Lin Chuan threw an arm around Du Yu's shoulders, the gesture very friendly. "Did you hear the alarm? The Demon Spirit Squad is clearing out the area. No one's allowed in for now."
Du Yu: "..."
Before Du Yu could respond, a commotion started at the gate.
"What the hell! Does it look like I care about money?" A grumpy middle-aged man walked out of the Otherworld, escorted by two soldiers. "I finally made time to get to Mountain Fire Saber, and now you're kicking us out?"
He might say money's not an issue, but his actions sure were honest.
