"Brat, when are you going to pay back the money you owe us? Damn it, if I hadn't heard you two were here, you'd have gotten away again. Hand over your Storage Ring obediently and save me the trouble of doing it myself."
A vicious glint flashed in the lead thug's eyes as he shouted coldly.
The other seven or eight Martial Artists also surrounded them menacingly, sneering.
'They're finally making a move. But which power came up with this plan? It's ruthless, pretending to be debt collectors.'
The Martial Artists who had been following them for a long time all grew excited when they saw this scene.
Even an idiot could tell these guys weren't really debt collectors. They were from some power, using this method to plunder the treasures from these two.
"You dare act so high and mighty in my presence? A bunch of trash like you?"
Ye Xuan looked at them, a disdainful smirk playing on his lips.
