At that moment, two squads of several dozen Demon Suppression Guards had surrounded Tang Qihu, led by Hundred Households Zhou Meng.
Leaning against the nearby walls were seven injured Demon Suppression Guards, while two more lay motionless on the ground.
Tang Qihu hadn't left either. Seated atop his great white tiger, he spoke lazily, "Hand over the item, and I'll leave. Otherwise, none of you are going anywhere."
"Ridiculous!"
Zhou Meng shot back coldly, "My men discovered this Marvel first, and we were the first to get our hands on it. Why should we just hand it over because you demand it?"
"Aren't you, Tang Qihu, always so high and mighty, looking down on everyone else? Have you no shame, stooping to robbery now?"
"Shut up!"
Tang Qihu's expression turned cold, his gaze darkening. "Zhou Meng, is it? You think you alone can stop me?"
"What about me?"
SWOOSH~
Gu Zheng dropped from the sky amidst a powerful gust of wind, landing on the ground to Zhou Meng's right.
"And me."
