Flame Mountain Range
To be honest, Qin Shaofeng felt utterly helpless at the moment.
If not for the restriction at this entrance requiring the drunkard before him to open it, Qin Shaofeng probably would not have wanted to deal with him at all and would have entered the Initial Secret Realm directly.
"Oh... ah! Y-you... you want to go in?" The drunkard seemed not to have fully sobered up yet.
"Yes, I do. So I'll have to trouble you, Senior!"
"Oh, then go in! Uh, wait, where's your credential?" the drunkard said.
Credential?
Qin Shaofeng was stunned at first, then the corner of his mouth twitched. Looking at the token the other man had already taken from him, he said helplessly, "Senior, this junior has already handed you his credential!"
"Oh, really?"
The drunkard blearily glanced at his own large hand, only then discovering that the credential for entering the Initial Secret Realm was indeed already in his hand.
"Mm, the credential is correct. You may enter!" The drunkard nodded, then lowered his head again, intending to resume his deep sleep.
At that moment, Qin Shaofeng was on the verge of a complete mental breakdown.
If he could have beaten the man, Qin Shaofeng would probably have struck already and given him a savage beating.
"Senior, please open the entrance restriction. Otherwise, this junior still cannot enter!"
"The restriction?"
The drunkard blearily raised his head again and glanced toward the entrance. Only then did he remember something, and his expression became somewhat impatient.
"Damn it, guarding this place is such a pain in the ass! Why the hell put up such a restriction? Opening and closing it all the time is way too troublesome. It's exhausting!"
Exhausting!
Exhausting...!
Qin Shaofeng's thoughts instantly turned into a tangled mess!
Especially when he