C179 Avarice

"Ants!" "You have angered me!" The daoist-robed man muttered to himself coldly as he stared coldly at where Shen Shu left from.

Thinking about the Thunder Stone that Shen Shu just threw, his eyes flashed with greed.

The robed middle aged man did not recognize the Thunder Stone.

However, he knew very well that Shen Shu's martial cultivation was far inferior to his. Logically speaking