"But not like these people today."
Zhang Feng said, amidst the thief's puzzled gaze, and asked again, "Do you know the people of the Qingling Sect?"
"Qingling Sect?!" The thief, upon hearing this, trembled, and hurriedly said, "Senior! The person I offended before is precisely the Qingling Sect!
Could it be... have you discovered their traces in this city?"
The thief said, looking as if he was ready to run away at any moment.
Moreover, he heard exclamations and the sound of horses galloping from afar, seeing soldiers rushing towards them in groups.
Zhang Feng saw this and shook his head, "Too late, the people have arrived."
"Too late..." The thief hadn't finished speaking.
Whoosh—
Several experts leapt off their horses in the distance, then along the shops of the wide street, they ran across the eaves for dozens of steps, forming a siege around Zhang Feng and the thief.
"The government is handling this!"
