The crowd stared, dumbfounded. Everyone who could get into the Iron Hand Martial Arts Hall was an elite, and they all took pride in achieving a high rating.
But now, Feng Hao was rejecting the Silver Nine Stars privileges, insisting on Copper Five Stars instead. The crowd looked down on this money-saving behavior. In all its years of operation, the Iron Hand Martial Arts Hall had never encountered such a troublemaker.
"My rating was clearly Copper Five Stars, so what right do you have to change my privileges? Is this how your martial arts hall does business?"
"Take it or leave it. If you don't want it, then get the hell out," the old hall master ground out through clenched teeth. If there weren't so many people around, he really would have beaten the kid up.
