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Ma Bu's face instantly darkened like stormy water, and the scar over his left eye flushed a frightening purplish red with anger.

Ma Bu's voice was cold as ice. "Senior Brother, you know the Holy Land's rules. Our White Miao Tribe has guarded the Yin-Yang Gu for centuries. Nothing can be allowed to go wrong."

He pressed his right hand against the bronze bell at his waist, his tone equally uncompromising. "Please leave."

He was clearly showing them the door!

Letting you in was already generous of me, and now you want to see the Yin-Yang Gu? Not a chance!

The Holy Lord tells me to be reasonable these days. In the past, I would've already struck.

Fine beads of sweat seeped from Ma Hei's forehead. He had never imagined things would develop this far.

The issue now was no longer whether they could see it, but whether Ma Bu dared deny the reigning emperor face.

Ma Hei suppressed his anger, his voice practically squeezed through his teeth. "Junior Brother, Young Master Li has a special identity. Please-"

"Say no more!" Ma Bu cut him off sharply. "Even if the King of Heaven himself came, he'd still have to obey the Holy Land's rules!"

Everyone present sucked in a breath at those words.

Li Meng went deathly pale with fright. She had never seen her two senior brothers so ready to draw swords against each other.

Ma Hei was genuinely growing anxious now. Failing to let His Majesty see it would be a failure of his duty as a subject. His Majesty might be traveling incognito, but he was still His Majesty!

His face dark, Ma Hei suddenly said, "Junior Brother, according to the Holy Land's rules, if I defeat you, won't you have to bring out the Yin-Yang Gu