C370 Poor Alchemist Sun

"Gotham! What are you doing?" Someone stuck in a stick. It was precisely the old enemy of Wu Tang, Guo Ta. He had appeared with a few demigods dressed in the same uniform.

"Do you really think this market is owned by your family? Wu Tang, you robbed the cultivators of our Seventh District Market. You have seriously interfered with the order of the market, Senior Zhang Zhen. Do as you see fit