C1346 I Am Just a Passerby
A middle-aged man with gray hair and an imposing aura, his white robe fluttering in the wind, slowly drifted down the street.
"A few big men actually attacked a little girl. Don't you think it's shameful?"
After landing on the ground, the white-robed man looked at the five big men and spoke coldly.
"Senior, she was the one who tricked us first, and even stopped us from capturing thieves