"Alright, we'll sneak in later. Steal her stuff first, and we'll figure out the rest after!"
Old Wu chuckled deviously, patting a small pouch of powder in his hand.
"This here is Enchanting Powder, personally refined by Qi Danzun himself. It cost me over three thousand low-grade spirit stones!"
"If these Ascenders weren't all such fat sheep, I wouldn't have been willing to use it!"
Any Cultivator who could ascend must have been thriving in the Lower World, and they're bound to have plenty of treasures on them.
Plus, they have no background here. Even if they get killed, no one will come looking for revenge, which is why they're so often robbed.
Now that Song Wanning had appeared, many people were secretly targeting her.
Especially when he thought about how she'd been noticed by *that person* and was doomed to die anyway, the itch in his heart became unbearable.
So, he partnered up with the waiter to steal her things in the middle of the night.
