“After waiting for so long, is this all we get? The Lotus Sect is just a small force. Let’s barge up the mountain and see who can stop us!”

Paco, the Martial Saint of the Winter family, was displeased. He clenched his fists and was ready to fight.

Levi, the Martial Saint of the Philips family, agreed with him.

Martial artists usually fought when they were upset. The Lotus Sect was not important enough to make them hesitate to act.

“Under heaven, all land belongs to the king. The Lotus Sect is small yet takes up such a large mountain. Someone should look into this,” Abel said with a serious face.

Amara stood to the side and smiled.

She had purposely made them wait here.

If Dustin had just tried to please them and let them in, she could have entered arrogantly.

If Dustin did not show respect, he would offend these people. By not letting them in, he had made them angry, which made things harder for him.

He did not disappoint her.

“Sorry, everyone. I thought Dustin was