Never mind...
Mr. Hui looked at Mo Hua and asked: "This burial gate, can you open it?"
Mo Hua confidently said: "Naturally."
"Good..." Mr. Hui had just nodded when a Golden Core cultivator with a sharp face and the nickname "Mouse" approached him and whispered something in his ear.
Mr. Hui's expression tensed, and he nodded.
Mouse walked up to Mo Hua and snatched Mr. Pi's storage bag from him.
In front of Mo Hua, Mouse's eyes gleamed with greed as he turned the storage bag inside out, but he seemed not to find what he was looking for. His face turned vicious, looking at Mo Hua:
"Kid, where's that thing?"
Mo Hua looked puzzled, "What thing?"
"That... Mo..."
Mouse held back, swallowing his words.
"What?" Mo Hua asked.
Mouse's gaze became more venomous, "It must be you, who took that thing. Hand over your storage bag and let me check it."
Mo Hua was defiant, "Why should you search my storage bag?"
