"Humph, that bastard escaped again?"
Seeing that the bloodstains were gone, the Mad Daoist's face was extremely gloomy, and his eyes were filled with a cold and fierce light.
This time, although he had been prepared and had successfully cut off the thief's left arm, the latter had also stolen a copper coffin.
The loss was not small. Who knew what kind of good things were hidden in that copper coffin?
