47 Reappearance of the Black-Market Bandit

“Anyone, come—” as soon as Xuanzhao saw that he was no match for the man, he was ready to yell for help. However, his opponent was extremely agile, and another solid punch was on its way as soon as Xuanzhao opened his mouth. Failing to summon his spirit shield in defense, Xuanzhao looked for an opportunity to activate his Flying Sword while still trying to call out. He didn’t even realize that as soon as he had backed up, a delicate snuff bottle had appeared in the man’s hands and the contents had been blown right into his face.

With a mouth full of sweetness, Xuanzhao felt his body growing heavier and heavier.