A wave of hurried footsteps echoed out. There were about a couple dozen people from the sound of the footsteps. Quite a few of them should be wielding weapons. Heavy thuds could be heard when the weapons slammed to the ground.
Qin Fen weakly shook his head as he gently chuckled. It looked like competition in this Hell City was much more intense than he imagined. Merely asking to see the two villa masters had caused the other party to muster a large number of troops.
The firm and arrogant voice of a young man slowly resonated through the hall. "Open the door, Flying Monkey! We of the Thunder Mountain Villa can be defeated, but we will never have our courage beaten out of us."
A hint of praise more or less flashed in Qin Fen's eyes. The man should be young from the sound of his voice, but a bit of grandeur was contained within his words.
