Chang'e was cursing vigorously, and the mountain gate over there had not been opened yet. People from other sects came over one after another to watch the fun.
It was almost noon and the dark door was still tightly closed. It was not a good idea to waste time like this. Elliot frowned and squeezed through the crowd. He finally found the stabbing leader Gengzhijun who was looking for someone to talk to.
"Brother Geng, how many followers did you bring with you?" Elliot looked around and asked in a low voice.
"Five." Master Geng waved his hand and asked several of his men to come over.
Elliot rolled his eyes and whispered something in his ear. Gengzhijun's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly, saying this was fun.
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