Su Li pouted, visibly upset.
"You guys came knocking on my door, and now you're saying I'm the bully? Isn't that the pot calling the kettle black?"
Master Cao and Xu Shi were also bewildered, realizing something was amiss.
Why was Black Lady not playing by the rules?
Even in battles between enemy armies, they would normally announce themselves and their intentions first.
Why had she just attacked without saying a word?
Su Li admitted she misspoke, recalling she had indeed given prior notice that she would come to retrieve it herself.
Su Li shook the Mustard Bag in her hand, waving off the Divine Sense of its original owner.
Noticing that their own storage bags had lost connection, everyone present scowled.
Su Li, however, did not care about others' opinions; excited, she opened one bag after another to take a look.
She didn't even spare a glance at the belongings of the little Taoists from Ziwei Temple, tossing them behind her.