"Get up right now and get lost!"
The speaker was a young man dressed in black. Tall and lean with a long sword strapped to his back, an aura of murderous intent and raw hostility flashed between his brows, marking him as a man of notoriously bad temper.
Lín Yào stood up, cupped his fists with neither servility nor arrogance, and said, "Brother, the reception attendant led us to this spot. We honestly didn't know these seats belonged to the Divine Wind Sword Sect. It's simply a misunderstanding, so I must ask you to watch your tone."
Chapter 156