This good guy didn't try to make friends first, and just slapped him with a few big hats.

Tao Qian maintained his image, keeping the "Sword Intent to Sacrifice Oneself" in his body but not uttering it. He also stared at the leader of the Changchun Society, but did not bother to answer those hat questions.

Instead, he pointed at Lin Xiaohua and the two little things, and said firmly:

"I am their creditor, especially this Taoist Priest Lin Xiaohua, but he owes me a top-notch martial art."

"When we last met, he said, 'I'm in southern Guangdong. Leave it to me when we meet again', and then ran away."

"I didn't expect that I would be caught here. I don't care what disputes there are between you. I want to take them away first. When I get back the skills that the Taoist owes me, I will return them to you."

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Tao Qian's few sentences contain quite a few keywords.

Even senior Lin Xiaohua, who has a slightly slow emotional intelligence, instantly guessed Tao Qian's identity after hearing that prompt.

Then he looked surprised and suddenly realized: "It's you!"

It's quite a perfect fit.

It's a pity that the leader of the Changchun Society didn't buy it at all.

It was as if he didn't hear the "excuse" given by Tao Qian at all. He just stared at Tao Qian with his sinister eyes glowing with blood. The blood dagger in front of him was like a poisonous snake, constantly swimming.

After a while, he seemed to make an assessment of Tao Qian's strength.

In the end, a slight compromise was made.

Pointing at Lin Xiaohua and the alien creature, he said to Tao Qian:

"He and this little thing, you can take them away."

"But the other one, no."

After hearing these two sentences, Tao Qian immediately frowned and looked at the fleshy little man.

Obviously, this is the real goal of the Changchun Society.
Chapter completed!