Outside the Medicine King Valley's Mountain Gate, Fang Qinyu's face flushed red. She wanted to refute the guard's words but did not know what to say.
Compared to the Medicine King Valley's status in the southern continent, their Moyu Tower was indeed only a small sect. However, this was not a reason for them to allow others to humiliate them!
At this moment, Gu Xi patted her shoulder and turned her gaze to the guards in front of her, "We were recommended by Tower Master Fang. I hope that you can report this to us."
"Pui! What bullsh*t Tower Master? I've never heard of him before. Hurry up and scram!"
"That's right. If you don't scram, don't blame us for being impolite!"
As they spoke, a few guards drew their swords one after another, as if they were prepared to make a move.
Seeing this, Little Nine frowned, and a faint pressure spread out, covering the entire mountain gate in the blink of an eye.
