C218 Fighting

The black-clothed man looked around the empty space, and the yellow weasel followed him with a limp. The old man with a pair of cunning eyes looked at the yellow weasel, then looked at the black-clothed man. He frowned slightly and said, "Fellow Taoist? We have no enmity with each other. Why are you so ruthless?"

Hearing this, the old man seemed to know the yellow weasel