Li Tian looked at Liu Yue, who was on the stage. He was wondering why this person had not made a move. It turned out that this person had planned to Rob him from the beginning.
After Liu Yue made a few movements with the scimitars in his hand, he threw one of them away and placed the other scimitar horizontally in front of him. The corners of his mouth slowly curled up into a smile.
"How audacious!"
The old man's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Liu Yue. The guards around him had already surrounded him.
Everyone looked at this sudden change in surprise. How did the lancets suddenly fall into this person's hands ... Was he robbing them openly?
"Who are these people?"
The crowd looked at Liu Yue, then at Li Tian and the fatty.
"F * ck, Lord fatty should really go to the temple to burn some incense."
The fat man said as he leaned back against Li Tian and looked around vigilantly.
