I Am A Bandit But I Have Been Robbed!

The young man walked silently with a natural posture, but he wasn't walking in the direction where Streak of Grey was. Instead, he was heading toward where Mo Yuan's sword had fallen earlier, and he bent his body down to pick it up. 

His movements were so leisurely and composed that it felt almost as if he was oblivious to the fact that he was completely surrounded by bandits.

Streak of Grey hadn't expected the twenty-year-old low-tier God to be able to remain so calm in his presence. He assessed the young man before him with narrowed eyes and said, "Brat, you sure have guts!" 

Is that fellow a fool?

I have already defeated the most powerful expert amongst them in two blows, but not only is that young man unafraid, he even walked over to pick up a sword… Does he think that the sword is more important than his life?

Mo Yuan was taken aback by Zhang Xuan's action as well.