"Are you with the White-clothed Young Master?" Zhang Xiaohao asked with a frown.
"Yes, sir! I am with the White-clothed Young Master," the black-clothed man named Xiao Yu replied excitedly.
"Do you have proof?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Sir, I have all kinds of treasures here that you need! They are all over ten thousand years old, so you must agree to one request from the Young Master," Xiao Yu said.
"Hmm, it seems that it is indeed you," Zhang Xiaohao nodded and said.
After speaking, Zhang Xiaohao glanced playfully at the masked woman nearby.
"Who sent you here?" Zhang Xiaohao squinted and asked.
