As a result, they were stopped by the guard at the gate, "I'm sorry! Our Xianmei Pavilion does not serve ordinary immortals, only guests above the True Immortal Realm. Please leave, everyone!"
When had the Little Pinky ever been treated like this? Her pretty face immediately darkened, her voice laced with icy sarcasm as she sneered, "It's just a lousy shop, yet you dare to look down on people. Heh, could it be that you can't produce anything worthwhile, and that's why you don't dare let people in to see?"
The door guardian roared angrily, "You stinking brat, what nonsense are you spouting? Do you want to die? How dare you call our Xianmei Pavilion a lousy shop? Do you have any idea who owns our Xianmei Pavilion?"
Little Pinky stuck her tongue out at the door guardian, pulled a face, and laughed coldly, "I'm so scared! If you're capable, come hit me!"
