The black-robed man laughed sinisterly and said, “Since you know who I am, you should quickly leave behind your belongings. I can still spare your lives.”

Zu An was curious. This person seemed to be pretty famous. He wondered who the man was. The amount of time he had spent in this world was still way too short, and he had been affiliated with the royal court for so long. He didn’t know much about the world of wandering warriors.

Sun Ji just happened to ask the question Zu An had been wondering about. “Elder Yang, who is he?”

Yang Long didn’t reply. His eyes didn’t leave the black robed man’s body even for a second as he said, “I might have actually believed the lie if I didn’t know who you were. However, when has the evil way’s infamous Thick-Browed Daoist ever spared anyone?”

“Thick-Browed Daoist?” Zu An frowned. He had never heard of such a person. Is this person really formidable? However, he saw the two eyebrows inside of his cloak. They were indeed thick and black after all, just like his nickname.

Sun Ji said angrily, “What ‘thick brows’ or ‘thin brows’? In a place...