C2749 The Pavilion of Delicacy

Right at this moment, Wang Xiao suddenly saw a few lines of small words on the ground in front of the middle-aged man. The words weren't written in the language of the Ancient Tai Huang Continent, but they were still barely recognizable.

"I have been a Dao Seeking expert for my entire life. I can die in the morning, but the old thief here does not want to follow my will