"Compensate for what! Wherever we go, we never pay for damages, got it?" said the skinny guy beside him.
"That's right, others compensate us, not the other way around." responded Fat Golden Wolf.
Zhuang Yiwen looked at these two oddballs with a headache, clearly, they were looking for trouble. Although they were skilled, it didn't mean Zhuang Yiwen was afraid of them. After all, this was the territory of the Flying Dragon Sect in Wancheng!
"If you two don't cooperate, don't blame us for being rude." Zhuang Yiwen said coldly.
"Hey, he wants to be rude to us, haha!" Fat Golden Wolf rubbed his shiny bald head and laughed with the skinny guy.
The skinny guy also burst into laughter, as if he'd heard the funniest joke ever.
"It's been a long time since anyone dared to speak to us like this." The skinny guy slightly raised his head, puffed out his chest, and elegantly placed his hands behind his back, as if he were a wandering Daoist, a master from beyond the world.
