Looking at these dozen people, Lin Kuang couldn't help but frown and his gaze fell on them: "What do you want?"
"What do we want? Can't you see? We're here to rob you!
Kid, cut the nonsense and hand over everything you have, or we'll collect your body!"
The martial artist in the initial stage of the Contending Realm, who was leading, spoke up as he stared at Lin Kuang.
"Uh, you want to rob me?"
Looking at the dozen or so people in front of him, Lin Kuang asked with a strange expression.
The strongest among them was only in the initial stage of the Contending Realm, and there was only one such person, the rest were martial artists of the True Realm.
Do they really want to rob him? Aren't they crazy?
"Kid, what's with that look? Are you looking down on us? So what if we're robbing you?!"
The leader, that martial artist in the initial stage of the Contending Realm, shouted angrily, his tone filled with dissatisfaction.
