Tugging Zhang Sanfeng's Beard! (Bonus Chapter for Alliance Leader Poonlo 51/60)

Ah! ~~Wudang~~~

Ahem, Wudang Mountain was a magical place. Every time Ye Weiming came here, he felt the urge to sing at the top of his lungs.

As a regular visitor to Wudang Mountain and a player-brother of the Wudang Seven Heroes, Ye Weiming was quite familiar with the place. He unleashed his movement skill and sprinted all the way, his figure seeming to turn into a blue afterimage. Before many Wudang players could even figure out what was happening, he had already charged headlong into the True Martial Hall.

However, when Ye Weiming entered, he found the True Martial Hall completely empty. The immortal bearing figure he had expected to see was nowhere in sight.

"True Master Zhang?"

No response.

"Ye Weiming of the Divine Constable Bureau requests an audience with True Master Zhang of Wudang!"

Still no response.

After calling out twice without result, Ye Weiming turned and walked out of the True Martial Hall.

He ran straight into several dozen Wudang players waiting in formation outside the entrance.

Seeing this, Ye Weiming was just about to tell them there was no need for formalities when the Wudang players all drew their swords. One of them shouted, "Everyone, get ready! This man trespassed into the True Martial Hall without permission. Kill him, and we'll all get sect contribution!"

Ye Weiming: ???

So the True Martial Hall wasn't somewhere one could just barge into?

Zhang Sanfeng had never mentioned that to him before!

Seeing this group of Wudang juniors about to turn their blades against him, Ye Weiming could not help hesitating.

This was obviously a misunderstanding. Should he teach these players a lesson, or should he simply use his lightness skill to leave and give them the impression that he was a magnanimous senior?

"Stop right there!"

Just