The Old Heavenly Master closed his eyes, then slowly opened them, about to speak when Zhao Tong stepped forward and shouted:
"Our Dragon and Tiger Mountain is a revered name in the Righteous Path, how dare you interfere? Your insane words insult our mountain gate, and such rebellious madness deserves Heavenly Thunder upon your head. Yet, our Mystical Sect holds composure and does not stoop to your level for petty quarrels.
Battalion Commander Chen, today as heroes gather to weigh virtues against evils, since you wish to ascend the mountain, let's weigh and measure, with the eyes of the world watching, to see if you are worthy of entering our gate."
With his Daoist robe billowing in the wind, his aura was imposing as Zhao Tong spoke word by word,
"I only wonder, should Battalion Commander Chen be slain by righteous warriors and perish here, would anyone claim your corpse?"
