C483 It Was Hard to Guard Against Thieves

Ten meters, five meters, three meters, one meter...

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Chu had arrived in front of him.

As there were too many people present, the disciples of the Heavenly Owl Sect had formed an airtight encirclement. If Zhang Chu wanted to enter, he had to tear open a path.

The disciple blocking Zhang Chu's path was a twenty-year-old disciple of the Heavenly Owl Sect