C4175 Gifts

"There's no need to take a seat. We're here to deliver a congratulatory gift for the opening of the Underworld. We'll leave after that."

Daolord Starstomp smiled.

"A gift?"

Daolord Darknether frowned, then asked in a clear voice, "What gift does Fellow Daoists want to give me?"

"This is my gift!"

Daolord Starstep waved his right hand, causing a black streak of light to fly out from his hand