Counting the men at the gates, there were four who were just as strong as the former bandit leader, late-stage Soldiers, and three others who felt only slightly weaker! Wu Ling, however, seemed completely unphased as he approached the largest of the rough men and presented his identity jade.
"This sister has come with a few of her friends to visit her sect sisters in Bufa City," Wu Ling purred, letting his fingers linger on the forearm of the man who currently held his identity jade. "Our agreement still stands, doesn't it?"
"Keep your hands to yourself, witch," the rough man spat, flicking Wu Ling's delicate hand away before inspecting the identity jade. "You understand the rules of visiting Bufa City? You have permission to enter, but your friends have yet to earn the privilege. Until they do, their offenses will be counted against you as well should they commit any. Are you sure you want to bring in so many 'friends'?"
