Things changed too quickly. Yu Xiaogang had no time to react before two Hall Guard Knights seized him.
"What are you doing? I hold the Papal Token and enjoy the rights of a Spirit Hall elder. You can't treat me like this..." Yu Xiaogang struggled desperately.
Every Hall Guard Knight possessed the cultivation of a Soul King. How could he, a frail level 29 Soul Grandmaster, possibly resist them?
The captain of the Hall Guard Knights walked up to Yu Xiaogang, holding the Papal Token in his hand. "Kid, not long ago, Spirit Hall reselected the Upper Three Sects and issued new Papal Tokens. Your token was indeed a Papal Token in the past, but it has expired."
"You dared to come to Spirit Hall with an expired Papal Token to freeload and swindle people? Take him away."
With that, the guards dragged Yu Xiaogang toward the Tube Building.
As though he had foreseen his fate, Yu Xiaogang let out a desperate, shrill scream. "No! I am the young sect master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon! You can't treat me like this!"
Before absolute strength, Gangzi's struggles were meaningless. He was knocked unconscious and then sent into the Tube Building.
After an unknown amount of time, Buzz Cut slowly woke up. His eyelids trembled a few times before he forced them open wearily.
Through his blurry vision, he saw a figure before him.
His vision gradually cleared. It was a bald man with a bare upper body, bulging, ferocious muscles, a fleshy face, and black-rimmed glasses. He smiled and said, "You're awake."
"Jie... Jie Ge..." A wave of terrifying chill shot up Gangzi's spine from his tailbone.
Jie Ge reached out and pinched Yu Xiaogang's cheek, saying fondly, "My little temptress, I never expected that after so long,