C209 Thief Ba Yi

"Buhai?"

Chu Hen stepped forward, utilizing the lingering illusion to teleport to a clearing roughly thirty feet across.

A short distance away, a portly man with large ears stood on a slab of greenstone, gripping a long saber and fixating his gaze on Chu Hen.

"Was it you who torched my camp?"

Buhai's eyes gleamed as tendrils of black Qi converged around him, exuding an eerie presence