Upon reaching the backyard, he saw a mountain of money and provisions, his eyes flashed with a hint of joy, like fireworks bursting in the night sky.
He swiftly took off the deerskin bag from his waist that was invisible to ordinary people, his hands moving quickly like a nimble butterfly dancing among flowers, continuously packing the money and provisions into the deerskin bag with skilled and rapid movements.
At this moment, Wu Ning was vigilantly scanning around, his eyes sharp like a night owl's.
He happened to see Wu Zhong slip in like a ghost, his once calm face suddenly changed, becoming as gloomy as the sky before a storm. Suddenly, he opened his mouth wide, shouting in a voice as loud as a big bell: "Not good! The scoundrels from the Heroic Sakura Association are here. Everyone, wake up, grab your weapon, and fight them!"
However, before his words fell, "whoosh!" a black shadow shot across like a meteor, it was an arrow shot by the "Divine Archer" Miao Menlong.
