"Stop wasting time, tell me who you are!" Yan Rufeng demanded sternly.
"Boy, if you don't speak properly, believe me, you'll disappear from this world immediately," the old voice threatened angrily.
"I don't believe you!" Yan Rufeng replied firmly.
"Ugh."
"You win," the old voice said helplessly.
"What?"
Yan Rufeng was puzzled, "Is that all it takes to win?"
"Boy, to be honest with you, despite your arrogance and offending me, I quite like you, so I'll forgive you," the old voice responded.
"Like me?"
Yan Rufeng pointed at himself and secretly laughed, then said, "Sir, that's too cheesy, I don't like you."
"Haha..."
"Sir?"
"I'm not your sir!" the old voice replied.
"Then tell me, who are you?" Yan Rufeng asked.
"Boy, walk a hundred steps forward, there you'll find the entrance to an underground palace, step inside and you'll know."
"Why should I just go because you told me to? How do I know you're not tricking me?" Yan Rufeng didn't move.
"Hehe..."
