"Uh..."
A bunch of disciples who were all ready to express their heartfelt gratitude and exchange pleasantries were thrown off by Fang Xing's attitude. The smiles on their faces froze, they exchanged glances, feeling speechless yet helpless, unable to say anything. They reluctantly stopped in their tracks, and even the Fatty Disciples who were busy stuffing treasures into their bags were sheepishly putting down their goodies. Their chubby faces looked pitifully at Fang Xing with watery eyes, trying to look pitiful, but Fang Xing ignored them. He ran straight to the center of the hall, stood with hands on hips, and shouted, "Nobody move, they're mine, all mine!"
"This guy is so domineering, so greedy..."
Countless people cursed in their hearts but didn't dare to voice it.
