"Golden Pen Scholar, do you think you can covet my affairs just by yourself? You're truly reckless!"
"What, do you also want the invitation to the gambling stone conference?"
The middle-aged man in white slightly shook his head after hearing that: "An invitation is no big deal for me."
"What I'm interested in is the Big Star Umbrella in your hand!"
"Dugu Old Monster, why don't you bring out the Big Star Umbrella and let me play with it for a few years?"
"Courting death!"
Dugu Old Monster was furious; the Big Star Umbrella was his treasure, how could he let anyone else have it.
So the next moment, he said coldly, Golden Pen Scholar, since you came here looking for death, I can't be blamed!
Then he pulled out the Big Star Umbrella from his back, and his whole body again exuded a fierce aura.
He was like a Demon King, looking down the world, with the Big Star Umbrella in his hand, emitting a black light.
