Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
"Who do you think you are? A nobody like you has no right to be on this sacred mountain!" Mu Feiluan immediately recalled the stone covered in the little cub's saliva after he saw Mo Fan.
"Mu Feiluan, is there something wrong with you? It's obvious that I forced my way up the mountain. Did you think I would be holding an invitation from you?" Mo Fan was amused, and flagrantly looked behind himself as he was speaking.
Mu Feiluan was startled. He looked at the main buildings and the mountain path in that direction, and saw many disciples of the Mu Clan on the ground. They were either unconscious or rolling around in pain.
"Useless pricks!" Mu Feiluan was enraged.
The main buildings and the mountain path were supposed to be heavily guarded by the disciples, yet no one had managed to stop either Mo Fan or Mu Ningxue. Did the clan feed all its resources to pigs?!
