A mere white robed priest daring to speak to me like this, completely ignoring my presence. The gap between a white robed priest and a high priest is as vast as that between a novice martial artist and a grandmaster of the Heavenly Dao Sect.
"Fine," Andrew's face darkened as he said, "The news of you acquiring the Golden Mask will spread quickly. Before you can even leave Morocco, I'm afraid you'll already be targeted for assassination by many. I advise you to hand over the Golden Mask to me, otherwise, you will never be able to leave Morocco."
Whoosh!
The Bone Sword slipped.
Guo Yi sneered, "If you don't leave this room within ten seconds, you will never be able to leave it again."
Andrew stepped back and looked at Guo Yi, "Alright, I'll leave."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Andrew had left, but he had left Guo Yi with a huge problem.
A man is not guilty unless he is holding the jade!
