C305 The Bat King Finally Arrived

Ignoring her instantly depressed expression, Ao Kuang hung a wooden plaque with a flame mark on it in a corner of the shed, and then slowly continued to walk down the street.

As expected, after a moment, a middle-aged man holding a painting in his hand in the distance sized Ao Kuang up from time to time. He then lowered his head to look at the portrait in his hand