Yang Fei handed the recommendation letter to the big man. The big man glanced at it and immediately sneered.
"Has someone from the Li Island Qianji Style Dojo come too? Did your turtle-like Dojo Master send you here? Why didn't he come himself?"
Yang Fei looked at the guy indifferently, with a somewhat dazed expression.
"Yeah, why didn't he come himself? I'm also curious."
At this point, Yang Fei chuckled self-deprecatingly.
"Perhaps he thinks I am more qualified to be one of the top ten experts than he is?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the big man with a face full of muscle burst into wild laughter.
"Just you? Pfft!"
The big man spat heavily on the ground, causing dust to rise.
Yang Fei looked coldly at the big man, his sharply defined face carrying the arrogance of a small-time character. "What? You don't accept it?"
The big man's eyes held a needle-like mocking look.
