C42 With the Grace of a King?

In an instant, a few lamas rushed in and attacked Mo Yi and the others.

"Roar!"

Crazy Xing roared and picked up the stick in his hand. With a few sticks, he knocked out the lamas who wanted to get close to Shun Zhi and guarded the entrance.

"Kill...!"

Instantly, a few lamas stared at Mo Yi's side. With a golden gong in hand, they rushed towards Mo Yi and Shuang-er