"You must be crazy," Ella Lacey couldn't stand it anymore, bursting out from inside and roaring like a little beast, "What right do you have to tell us to leave? We paid to stay at this inn, there's a first-come, first-served rule, you know?"
"Well, aren't you sharp-tongued!" Elijah Peyton couldn't help but take a few more glances at her. A sly smile crept over his rough and tough face as he said, "I didn't expect there was such a pretty lady hidden in here, hahaha!"
Before his voice faded, a muffled heavy punch suddenly burst out from inside, wrapped in scorching energy as if it were about to tear the sky and earth apart, and the temperature around them abruptly soared!
That punch hit Elijah Peyton squarely in the chest—He was like a deflated ball, powerless to fight back, continuously retreating... He flew over the main hall's door and slammed directly into the desert outside, flattened into a meat patty!
The force of that punch left everyone dumbfounded!
