"Beautiful lady, I've already called Fang Yi and gave him twenty-four hours to prepare," Zhou Kui spoke softly yet ominously. "No matter if he comes prepared or not, as long as he dares step through the gates of Iron Fist Sect, he won't be able to leave alive. You might as well give up hope."
Su Ge'er's lips slightly parted as she responded coldly, "I believe that as long as he dares to come, none of you will escape."
"Don't talk about him like he's some kind of god," Zhou Kui said. "This is Iron Fist Sect, not just any place where riffraff can wander in."
"He's no riffraff," Su Ge'er replied, extremely calm. "If he comes, he will definitely turn your Iron Fist Sect upside down."
"Really?" Zhou Kui chuckled coldly. "I'd like to see if he's really as you say."
