C354 The Knife in the Back of the Hand!

Loong Jiaoyang fixed his gaze on Xuan Daozi, itching to dispatch his foe with a swift strike from the Mountain River Fan. For him, revealing his identity would be a deadly mistake.

Xuan Daozi, unfazed by the flicker of murderous intent in Loong Jiaoyang's eyes, spoke earnestly, "Fellow Daoist, had I wished to expose you, I'd be at the Mercenary Guild collecting my bounty by now