C318 Unable to Make a Move

"It's irrelevant who we are. Just hand over the Spirit Stone resources," the black-clad Martial Cultivator sneered, his yellow teeth bared in a grin.

"Thieves!"

The realization dawned on everyone present; they were facing a gang of bandits, though the strength of this group was still unknown.

The Patriarch of the Qu Family locked eyes with the black-robed Martial Cultivator