Zhang Xiaohua turned his head and saw on one side of the hall, on a step, the Bronze Masked Elder was stepping down!
"Damn, how did he find out?"
Zhang Xiaohua cursed silently in his heart.
The Bronze Masked Elder sternly questioned, "Who are you? How did you break into my sect's forbidden grounds?"
When he noticed the missing coffins within the formation, he was even more shocked. With a leap, he flew in front of the formation and shouted loudly, "Where are those coffins? Did you do something to them? Where did you take them?"
Zhang Xiaohua's mind raced as he smiled apologetically, "Old brother, you must have misunderstood me. I just came down here, and I had just walked in front of these coffins without figuring out anything when you appeared. As for the coffins you're asking about, I really don't know."
