Lu Tao walked out from behind Guo Dahai. He was a general armed with chilling armor plates. He sneered and walked towards Feiyun with a treasure chain.

The experts and merchants inside and out of the inn gloated with a smile on their face.

Feiyun’s eyes turned cold: “Guo Dahai, you are quite bold. Even your direct superior, Tiger Marquis, wouldn’t dare to act like this in front of me. You dare to try and capture me?”

Feiyun’s murderous intent pricked Dahai like a needle.

How could a general like him be afraid of a single glare? He replied: “Brat, state your name. There aren’t that many people that I, Guo Dahai, don’t dare to catch.”

Feiyun stood there with no intention of stating his name.

Strategist Mo stroked his long beard and took a good look at Feiyun. His expression suddenly became...