Bu Fang opened his eyes with a sharp look flashing through them. He stared at the door. It was a finely carved wooden door, covered with exquisite patterns that decorated the room and made the room look luxurious. Suddenly, a great force smashed at it and blew it apart with a loud rumble. Wood splinters flew and shot toward him like bullets, filling the air with sharp whistling noises.
"Damn lizard! Give us back Brother Yi Zhu!"
Accompanied by a loud, furious roar, two huge figures rushed through the shattered door into the room, looking like two ferocious beasts. The fluctuations of the Will of the Great Path rippled around them. Clearly, these two figures were Little Saints.
