"But this is the dojo of that lunatic Wang Lan. That old fellow is not a good person. If we provoke him, we won't be able to bear the consequences."
"Can you still care so much at a time like this? What if the sect's secret was discovered by that Madman Wang?"
The lackeys at the back were muttering and fighting to go in and search, but because of Wang Lan's identity, they did not dare to do it openly.
Just as they were hesitating, a crack the size of a man suddenly appeared in front of them. An old man in ragged clothes and reeking of alcohol walked out.
The moment they saw Wang Lan, they were all frightened and subconsciously took a step back.
Wang Lan's drunken eyes swept across them before she raised her head and took a big gulp of wine. She said impatiently,"I was wondering why it was so noisy outside. There was actually a group of flies."