“Kid, hand over everything you have. Otherwise, not even your status as a disciple of the Featherlight Sect will save you!”0

The ferocious-looking group surrounded Chen Fan as they rushed over. Their expressions were sinister, and they exuded formidable auras. They eyed him like he was a fat sheep.0

Chen Fan wasn’t afraid. He said with interest, “Oh? You recognize me as a Featherlight Sect disciple and still dare to rob me? Aren’t you afraid of my sect coming after you?”0

Evidently, the group specialized in such evil acts.0

Still, their strongest was only an early-stage Greater Legend. They had the numbers, but Chen Fan didn’t think they posed any real threat.0

“Hahahaha,...0