C122 It Could be Said That He Had Already Gotten into a Fight with the Immortal Alliance

The Immortal Master appeared to be in his forties, dressed in a black robe and clothes, tall and slender. No, slender didn't quite capture it—he was thin, as thin as a bamboo pole.

"Have you retrieved the item?"

Standing at the center with an air of arrogance, the Immortal Master surveyed the group of men kneeling before him.

"Immortal Master, it has been secured