"I was scheduled second to last, and you want me to be the last one?"
Ye Chenfeng pointed at his nose and shouted, his face gradually turning extremely cold.
"Is Miss Chu Qingxue a lady? Please understand, Mr. Shiyuan Zhino!"
That disciple smiled obsequiously.
"Understand my ass! Are you f***ing messing with me?"
Ye Chenfeng grabbed his collar and flung him away.
"Since you won't invite me, I can go in by myself, right?"
Ye Chenfeng said coldly, then immediately stepped forward, ready to force his way in.
"Mr. Shiyuan Zhino, please calm down, don't be angry!"
Another disciple approached, attempting to block Ye Chenfeng.
"Bang!"
Without a word, Ye Chenfeng kicked suddenly, sending the guy flying with a cry.
"Courting death!"
Ye Chenfeng cursed and continued walking inside.
"Boom!"
But a mighty aura of killing intent swept over, like a raging storm, threatening to knock people down.
