Only then did he notice that not only did the four identical-looking old men have vacant, lifeless eyes, but their speech was also identical, down to the very last word! 'These aren't fucking quadruplets; they're clearly four... damned creepy things!'
A powerful sense of unease washed over Lu Ping, making him want to retreat.
"Uh… um, Seniors, I… I think I might be in the wrong place. How about… I just head out?" he said, cautiously trying to back away.
In response, four equally cold, emotionless voices rang out in unison: "No!"
Two of the "Mr. Qian"s had already blocked his escape route, appearing behind him as if they had teleported.
Then, the four "Mr. Qian"s once again spoke in unison, beginning to endlessly repeat the phrase that made his skin crawl:
"New disciples for initiation, please proceed to the area ahead and squat down with your hands on your head…"
"New disciples for initiation, please proceed to the area ahead…"
Lu Ping: "…"
'Fine.'
