Before the peeling gates of the Speed Clan, two listless guards in coarse cloth leaned against the gateposts, yawning.
When they saw a luxurious carriage stop before the gates and two extraordinary-looking people step down, the guards reluctantly roused themselves.
"Stop! What are you here for?"
One of the guards stepped forward and stretched out an arm to block Xue Bingchen and Tang San, who were about to enter. His tone carried a trace of impatience:
"This is the Speed Clan's territory. Unauthorized people are not allowed inside!"
Xue Bingchen did not even glance at the two guards. He merely tilted his head slightly and gave Tang San a look.
Tang San immediately understood.
He stepped forward with a gentle yet dignified smile, cupped his hands toward the guards, and said:
"Greetings, brothers. I am Tang San. I have an extremely important matter and need to see Clan Chief Bai He. I hope you can make an exception."
"See our clan chief?"
The guard looked Tang San up and down. Seeing how young he was, though dressed like a noble, he scoffed. The Speed Clan was now poor enough to rattle, and important visitors rarely came to call.
The guard curled his lip disdainfully:
"You think you can see our clan chief just because you want to? Who do you think you are? Do you have an invitation? If not, get lost. Don't stand here and get in the way!"
Tang San did not get angry. He merely added calmly:
"I am a friend of Senior Tai Tan, the chief of the Strength Clan.
I came this time at Senior Tai Tan's request as well."
"Chief Tai Tan's friend?"
The guard froze for a moment, then let out a mocking snort:
"Kid, at least make your lies believable! Chief Tai