On the other hand, the security guards were cursing behind his back. They guessed that he was probably some rich person's child and was fed with a golden spoon. They cursed his fate, thinking his reincarnation was unfair.
As for the security manager, his gaze exceeded that of the staff and security guards. He was an honorable layman disciple and not someone who came from some random martial arts school.
When he saw Wei Xiao Bei, he understood that this person whom Shi Yong Ping called an important guest was not fake.
At first glance, the person's seemed very ordinary, but after careful thought, it was as though he was calm like the sea, yet possessing an irresistible power.
After noticing this, the security manager became a bit weak in the legs.
When Wei Xiao Bei turned and walked in, he looked at the security manager and sighed as he exclaimed that the Shaolin Temple was truly the holy land of martial arts.
