Until everyone else had left, Dongyun Yu finally got his chance, but he could only see the backs of the Hanjian Mountain Sect members.
"...What the hell, damn it!"
Dongyun Yu spat, holding his chest with a look of depression: "I was suffocating!"
A bellyful of sarcasm stuck in his mouth couldn't come out.
For Dongyun Yu, this was truly a deadly situation.
Damn it, I really want to talk!
Getting close to Fang Che, Dongyun Yu complained with resentment: "If there's a chance like this again, let me have a go."
Fang Che: "..."
If I say a few words, it just makes them uncomfortable, but if you open that mouth of yours, there might be a fight leading to death on the spot.
Dare I let you speak?
Finally, after registering the last Futu Mountain Sect member, the registration at the Outer World Mountain Sect was considered complete.
But there were still those who hadn't registered.
"Who else hasn't registered?"
