Zhou Leng and Zhang Xinglie climbed the stairs unhurriedly.
As guests, the two did not intend to overshadow the host.
Anyway, there was no way to reach the high platform.
The first dwarf rushed to the edge of the high platform, turned sideways, and crashed his shoulder against the golden light shield on the platform.
Bang…
The person was bounced back, falling onto the steps and rolling several times before stopping, cursing under his breath and causing everyone to laugh.
The other dwarves went forward one after another, some striking with full force, while others only reached out to touch, retreating when they couldn't enter.
Some presented various offerings in front of the high platform in a ceremony, but failed.
Others performed a battle dance first, inciting the dwarves to sing along, yet still failed.
The first eighteen dwarves, all failed.
"You go first," Zhou Leng said.
