"Yes, yes, let's get to business." The round-faced middle-aged man laughed. "Junior Brother Lu, please excuse us then."
"It's nothing." Lu Zhengjun scoffed.
He turned to say to Chu Li, "Guangdi, the master's seniors are going to check if you possess martial arts from other sects. Just relax, you don't have to be too bothered."
"Yes." Chu Li nodded.
The four middle-aged men surrounded Chu Li.
"Put your hand out." The round-faced middle-aged man squinted his eyes and smiled. "Put both hands out. Young fella, you have a good life."
Chu Li stared at him coldly without saying a word.
"Wow, you're really similar to Junior Brother Lu, you're quite hot-tempered." The round-faced middle-aged man giggled.
The other three men shook their heads and laughed too.