"Even a newbie like yourself should still know the rules! Senior Martial Brother Shen told you to piss off just now, so why are you still here? Are you deaf, or are you pretending to be deaf?" the thin man beside the menacing middle-aged man yelled.

"To think that a mere early-Core Formation cultivator like yourself dares to display such insolence! You must have a death wish!" the seductive female cultivator on the other side of the middle-aged man scoffed.

Han Li paid no heed to their insults as he remained seated on the ground with his legs crossed.

Right at this moment, Meng Yungui made his way over to Han Li as he said, "It's not wise to oppose these people just for the sake of pride, Fellow Daoist. Given their terrible personalities, there's no way they'd be chosen by the True Immortal anyway."

In the process, he had wedged himself between Han Li and the middle-aged man, and his three companions also joined him as well.

"Meng Yungui, if I were you, I would stay out of this matter rather than stand up for someone I don't even know. Don't think that I would back down just because you managed to reach the late-Core Formation Stage by a massive stroke of luck," the middle-aged man threatened in a cold voice.

Meng Yungui wasn't backing...