Seeing that Michael's face was gradually darkening, the fat monk said disdainfully.
"Who are you pulling a long face at? Who do you think will respect you as a nobody without any sect or family? It's not impossible for me to believe you. As long as you prove to me that you have enough strength, then I will."
"That's right! It seems that even if this guy takes out the invitation card, it is very likely that it is forged. Unless he can prove that he really has the strength to get the invitation card of the Ou family, he can't go in!"
Someone immediately echoed.
Michael had no expression on his face. "How do you think I should prove?"
The fat monk raised his eyebrows and said, "To prove an ancient martial artist's strength, it's naturally through competition between both parties. However, bullying you, a nobody without any sect, will damage the reputation of our Qingxia Temple if it is spread out!