C86 Stole Elder Cann's Money!

The Fallen Flower Needle unleashed an energy so formidable that it conjured a torrential downpour, encapsulating Ye Chen in its relentless embrace. He was compelled to take refuge within his sword energy wings, managing only to fend off the assault without any chance to counter.

"Are you suggesting it should be yours if not mine?" Ye Chen retorted as the rain pelted down furiously