Upon entering the restaurant and seeing the empty hall, Mo Qi suddenly slapped his thigh.
'How could I be so stupid? Why throw them down the mountain? I should have made them come in and spend some money!'
At this thought, Mo Qi hurried back outside. But in that short moment, less than ten breaths' time, Liu Hui had already broken the limbs of the more than ten challengers, smashing their teeth to a pulp.
The white-robed youth, who had been the most arrogant of the bunch, was beaten to a bloody pulp and screamed incessantly.
The transformed Liu Hui was covered in golden scales. Thick Dragon Energy coiled around him, and he exuded an incredibly noble aura, carrying himself with an air of contempt for all creation.
The white-robed youth dangled from one of his hands, his face a mask of terror.
"Ah! What kind of monster are you? How can you be so strong!"
