Whiz!
As Qin Tian finished speaking, he threw a few-centimeter-long twig from his hand into the distance!
Ding!
That twig, as thin as a pencil lead, actually embedded itself right in the middle of the wooden sign above the gate of the Flying Knife Sect, right where the words "Flying Knife Sect" were written!
Hiss!
Seeing this display from Qin Tian, Wang Yong was completely stunned and, trembling, nodded, "I dare not, I dare not, I'll go knock on the door right now..."
Qin Tian and Meng Yao returned to their car beside the road and sat down, watching Wang Yong slowly head towards the gate. Qin Tian turned to Meng Yao and said, "Meng Yao, you wait for me in the car. No matter what happens, don't come inside."
"What about you?" Meng Yao asked, startled. "Are you going in with Wang Yong?"
