Shen Bing walked toward Central Plaza, patiently trying to reason with the monkeys, but the stubborn bunch had decided he was up to no good and refused to let him onto Mount Huaguo.
This was fucking awkward. What could he do? He really was a weakling in the Immortal Realm. He couldn't even beat a monkey.
Force was definitely out of the question. He would have to use his brains.
While Shen Bing pondered how to get out of this predicament, the three of them walked through the Portal.
Because of their two gold-embossed invitations, the organizers had assigned someone to receive them personally.
But throughout the walk, the hostess guiding them kept giving Shen Bing strange looks.
For crying out loud, I'm just playing a Game while walking! Sure, everyone here is an elite in their field, but who says elites can't play a Game? Do you really have to keep staring at me? Shen Bing grumbled inwardly.
If he started worrying about what other people thought now, he wouldn't get anything done.
"Hurry up and take me to your king. I really have something important to discuss with him. If you delay matters, can you bear the consequences?" Shen Bing's hands moved like ghostly blurs, typing the message in an instant, though he was clearly bluffing with borrowed authority.
The monkeys were torn too. If not for that, they would already have skinned and cleaned Shen Bing... Uh, monkeys were vegetarian.
"How about we gag him, then take him to the king? If the king thinks we should let him speak, we can take it off," suggested a monkey carrying a weapon that looked like a pitchfork.
Shen Bing felt a surge of delight. As long as he got to see Great Sage Sun, he would at least