"Who are you to dare block the path of the Gucang Sword Sect?"
This time, nearly a hundred people came from the Gucang Sword Sect, including the Sect Leader and elders and disciples. A dozen of them instantly drew their longswords and blocked Fang Jueyu's path.
"Hey, Gu Dong, don't pretend you're deaf. I'm calling you. Last time you broke my door and scared me awake from my dream, causing me to have a fever for days. We need to settle this today, don't you think?"
Fang Jueyu pulled out a calculator from somewhere and began pressing it rapidly.
"My front door is made of golden nanmu, the materials plus labor, $600,000!"
"Waking me from my dream, $400,000 in mental damages is not too much, right?"
