An Lin could hardly believe his own ears.
He was here with the explicit intention of provoking the Dark Wing Tribe. However, he wasn't expecting them to respond in such a mellow manner!
What the f*ck… how could they allow themselves to be trampled on like this?!
"Alright, I'm coming in then." An Lin couldn't understand the thought process behind the Dark Wing Tribe cultivators, so he decided to just storm the palace through brute force.
There was no response from within the Myriad Star Palace.
An Lin didn't waste any more words as he strode toward the palace gate.
The ancient bronze gate was tightly shut.
An Lin couldn't be bothered knocking, and he smashed the gate open with a single fist.
He was here to beat the Dark Wing Tribe into submission, so there was no point in being polite.