Then, they obediently stopped resisting and allowed Chen Fei to plant a formation restriction on their demon cores.
"Alright, it's done." When the last of the Eight Iron Guards of the Golden Toad Cave had the formation restriction planted on their demon cores, Chen Fei, Young Master Chen, finally nodded satisfyingly, clapping his hands with a smile.
"Greetings, Master." Seeing that their lives were now in Chen Fei's control, the Eight Iron Guards, despite their frustration, could only kneel respectfully and shout.
"Alright, get up, I don't like this sort of thing."
However, seeing this, Chen Fei, Young Master Chen, shook his head and said, "I don't know your names, but your cultivation levels seem quite similar. So, from now on, from left to right, you'll be called Iron One, Iron Two, Iron Three... Iron Eight. Any objections?"
"No objections." The Eight Iron Guards naturally dared not voice any disagreement.
