A few hours have passed since female disciples started gathering in front of Su Yang's living quarters, and the line to challenge him only grew longer as time passed, easily reaching a hundred disciples.
"Hey! Where the hell is this guy? We have been waiting here for hours!" One of the disciples there finally lost her patience and confronted Mei Ying, who had been managing the line this entire time.
"I'm sorry, but the Manager will be here as soon as he's ready…"
"Hmph! He's probably avoiding us on purpose! I knew it was too good to be true! Golden Yin Pill my ass! I bet that he doesn't even have one! Think about it! Why would a man have a Golden Yin Pill? He's just making fun of us!"
"Damn it! I cannot believe that I allowed an outcast to fool me like this! I swear I am going to burn this place down!"
Mei Ying began sweating profusely after hearing these disciples' threats, but there was nothing she could do if they really acted upon it.
