The group of twenty had only Wufu speaking at the front, while the others watched the old man silently with an indifferent gaze.
The old man's eyes narrowed as he looked at Wufu and said, "You're quite brave for your age, daring to threaten an old man like me!"
"How could that be? I'm young and ignorant, please don't take it to heart, elder. Young people, you know, are naturally fiery-tempered, especially since we've been fighting our way through thorny paths on this journey, nearly exorcising demons. We held onto this fiery spirit to make it to the Cloud Tower," Wufu said lightly. "To be honest, without this spirit, we'd probably end up like the elder disciples of the esteemed fort or the many who perished here, just another soul wandering this Cloud Realm!" The white-bearded old man sneered, "You don't have to roundabout curse my Cloud Fort. You say you're here for benefits, as if my Cloud Fort has deceived you. If it weren't for those benefits, would you risk coming here?"
