C1145 Ares-equipment Competition

A small leaf floated towards the sky. The white-haired man's face revealed a look of joy as he reached out his hand to grab it.

"Don't even think about it." Ye Wushuang shouted out and was about to step forward, but was stopped by Murong Zhen.

"Hmph. You think you can compete with us? This thing is mine now." The white haired man looked at Ye Wushuang who had clenched his right hand lightly