"Go ahead, wherever you want to go, I'll open the door for you." Yelan's body trembled slightly; he was one of the few who could remain standing under the overwhelming pressure.
At this moment, Li Zheng's spiritual power had completely integrated into his body, with the terrifying pressure disappearing without a trace, as if it had never appeared.
However, none of those kneeling dared to get up on their own because this time was different from yesterday. This time, Li Zheng released the pressure as a forced action due to their provocation. If they stood up before his anger subsided, things might worsen further.
"Excuse me."
Li Zheng remained expressionless and nodded to Yelan: "Just help me open the Teleportation Gate leading to Street 902."
"902?" Yelan nodded: "We can only go to 939, 957, and 1024 from here. To get to 902, you'll have to transfer at 939..."
