"Boom!"
The bald man tumbled through the load-bearing wall and crashed heavily into the corridor outside the hall.
"Smack."
He didn't move.
Chen Yu: "..."
Staff: "..."
All the Transcendents: "..."
Chen Yu: "What were you even trying, acting all tough here?"
Seething with boundless anger, the simian outsider shoved the staff aside and stared Chen Yu down face-to-face: "Name, what is yours?"
"Your dad."
"Your dad?"
"...my dad."
"My dad?"
"Right," Chen Yu nodded.
"Fine." The simian outsider suppressed his murderous intent and led his compatriots back to the front of their line: "In the exam, I will kill you, my dad."
"You guys are really stubborn," Chen Yu, infuriated to see the other party still trying to cut in line, pulled out his pistol again: "So you can't die if you don't cut in line, huh?"
"Stop!"
Frightened staff members shriek, voice sharp with panic, quickly spread his arms to block Chen Yu's gun: "Don't be reckless!"
"Move," Chen Yu frowned.
