C158 He Would Never Return

Luh Wuya made a split-second decision, pulling a black cloth from his pocket to conceal his face before leaping in front of Ma Loong.

"Who are you?" Ma Loong inquired with caution.

"Hand over the Fire Refined Gold," Luh Wuya demanded menacingly.

"So, you've come for that!" Ma Loong's expression shifted, and he quickly spoke a few words in Japanese to the cultivators from R Country