"Damn savages! Do you see the medals on my chest? I don't care what barbaric backwater you came from. Ignorance of the rules is no excuse for obstructing official business! I'll say it one more time—move aside immediately, or I'll throw every last one of you into prison!"
Ye Luo, still groggy from sleep, listened to the shouting outside. With a thought, everything happening beyond the door immediately appeared in his mind.
The staircase, decorated in gold and wrapped in verdant vines, was packed with over twenty warriors in red Battle Armor. Before them, Ye Yi leaned against the end of the stairs, blocking their path. His right elbow rested on the banister, one hand propping up his face as he watched them with amused mockery. "Oh my, you're going to throw us all into prison? I'm so scared. Let me tell you, I'm terribly timid. If you scare me into crying, no fewer than ten lollipops will be enough to cheer me up..."
"Damn savage!" The lead warrior was enraged by Ye Yi's taunting.
"Hey, buddy, take my advice. The kid's telling the truth. If you make him cry, you'll be the one in trouble..." Ye Di said teasingly as well, his arms folded across his chest while he leaned against the wall beside Ye Luo's door.
Ye Meng frowned slightly as he stood before Ye Luo's door, his fists tightly clenched. "Why waste so many words on them? They dared disturb Young Master's rest. Just grab them by the legs and throw them out one by one..."
Ye Ci wore a solemn expression. "Young Master told us not to cause trouble, but he never said we should back down when trouble comes to us. This time, I agree with Ye Meng."
The group openly discussed how to deal