"I'll take that bracelet,"
Just as Xiao Lin was feeling pleased, an unfamiliar voice suddenly came through, causing Xiao Lin's expression to turn cold. In his line of sight, three unfamiliar figures in black robes appeared, with the speaker being the young man leading at the front.
This young man also had a very strong cultivation, clearly reaching the level of a Seventh Grade Martial Venerate.
Xiao Lin, who was about to show great courtesy, was irritated by the abrupt interruption, and coming from an esteemed family of Saints, he habitually looked down on others, barely anyone ever caught his eye.
"You looking for trouble, kid? Get out of my sight immediately, or I'll make you kneel before me."
"Oh? Such big words from a pretty boy; this is Demon City, not your home. If you want to show off, you've picked the wrong place,"
