Chapter 11 Magic Gate

"I'm just the Guard Captain of the Wanxiang Sect; mediate your disputes yourselves, I will not interfere!" The middle-aged man took a step back, leaving to one side.

Ensuring fairness was a task for idle people, it was none of his business.

"Sir, please hear my plea before you make a decision!"

The old man clenched his teeth, pointing at Zhang Xuan, "I have 2000 Destiny Plates with him, and if sir could help me retrieve them, I am willing to contribute all of them to you, and my grandson and I only ask for shelter and simple sustenance so we have time to earn money!"

"2000 Destiny Plates?"

Eyes lighting up, the middle-aged man revealed a hint of excitement, "Is that really true?"

Even though the prices in Tianli City were high, 2000 Destiny Plates were certainly a vast sum for those present!

Just relying on a salary, it might take ten years to earn that much.

And now, just by mediating justice, he could get them all... to say he was not tempted would be a lie.