Hearing this, the old man with white hair and beard suddenly changed his face.
He wasn't angry with Zhan Feng, but he felt all the martial artists around him cast covetous eyes on him after he finished speaking.
"What? Old man Bai, do you want to take it all for yourself? First, ask if the sword in my hand agrees?" A black-clad man says coldly. As he is saying, he even deliberately brightens the long knife in his hand, which is flashing with cold light.
"That's right, no one can take it for himself!"
The white-robed old man immediately became anxious and hurriedly defended himself. "Everyone, I absolutely have no intention of taking the treasure for myself. Please don't fall for this kid's plot to sow discord." He was truly forced into a corner. If they started a dispute first, Zhan Fe
