A ridicule came from under the black robe.

"I dress like this to prevent you from recognizing me. Could it be that I will tell you who I am?"

A faint voice, a soft tone.

I can't tell who it is, but it should not be underestimated.

"Why are you?"

"For you."

Mo Youheng's expression moved slightly, and came for him.

"What's the matter for me?"

"You're talking too much nonsense, what I want to tell you is that you don't have much time."

The man in black robe turned around, "Chen Bing's things do not belong to you, so you'd better not take things that do not belong to you."

Then, the man in black robe disappeared.

Mo Youheng stood there, pondered for a moment, and then he heard the noisy voices and left very quickly.
Chapter completed!