C100 Cant be Impatient

Whoosh!

He reached the mountaintop!

Ye Qinghui's gaze was fixed on the man before him.

The man was a guard, tasked with ensuring the safety of the courtyard.

His eyes were firmly fixed on Ye Qinghui, clearly identifying him as an outsider.

"I need to get through!"

"State your purpose!"

"I require a token!"

"What kind of token? One for frying eggs, treating athlete's foot