Wuu De and Xiao Ren were well-prepared and had set up a formation barrier around them.
The crowd rushed forward, only to be repelled by the formation barrier, with some even ending up with nosebleeds.
The crowd seemed like wolves encircling them, pointing and shouting insults, "Come out if you have the guts!"
"What's the point of hiding inside, coward!"
"And you call yourselves disciples of a righteous sect?"
"It's shameful that you're even the disciples of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun!"
"..."
The crowd cursed fiercely, but the two remained unmoved, calmly saying to everyone, "Either you're destined to struggle at the bottom, or we're risking our lives to share such important secrets because we want to get rich together. Who would have thought you'd treat us like this?"
