"Presumptuous!"
Yu Chen shouted, "You dare to steal from this prince, courting death?"
Yang Luo ignored Yu Chen and looked at Xia Chaoyang, smiling, "Brother, how about we make a deal?"
"A deal?"
Xia Chaoyang was stunned for a moment and asked, "What kind of deal?"
Yang Luo pointed at Yu Chen and said, "I'll teach this guy a lesson for you and vent your frustration.
You give me the Nine Heavens Cold Iron, how about that?"
"Huh?"
Xia Chaoyang looked bewildered, "Brother, he is a Golden Immortal, can you beat him?"
Yang Luo nodded and said, "Since I said it, I can definitely beat him!"
Bujie chuckled, "Brother, don't worry, Brother Yang can slap him down with just one hand!"
Ning Jianfeng chimed in, "That's right, I bet Brother Yang can beat him to tears, believe it or not!"
"This..."
Xia Chaoyang still seemed skeptical.
He sensed that Bujie and the others were only at the Heavenly Immortal level.
Yet, he couldn't sense Yang Luo's cultivation level.
