"Click, click, click..."
A series of footsteps broke the suffocating stalemate.
Looking sideways, it was quite obvious a group of young men and women were chattering away, walking towards the west side while talking.
"Hehe, I hope your attitude this afternoon can still be as arrogant as it is now. Regardless, you are a fighter, I will prepare a funeral for you well."
The Black Peacock threw down a harsh word and turned to leave. He was the only one present at this morning's antique exhibition, while the just awakened Ghost Knife needed rest, and Purple General was held as a hidden card.
Therefore, although his attitude was arrogant, he was still afraid of Casio and his gang disregarding everything, to directly attack him inside the antique exhibition. After all, based on the situation last time, they could resort to brute force as a means of attack.
