"Heh heh, that white-clad Ol' Fatty has some audacity, taking advantage of Lady Long's event to silently abduct the Space Rings of our fellow cultivators, claiming all the carefully prepared gifts for Lady Long as his own. Such behavior can hardly be described as something to be appreciated by both refined and common tastes!"
"Those five beside him are his accomplices. Even Young Master Ao's Space Ring has vanished into thin air. Everyone present should be vigilant."
Situ Guixiong spoke indifferently, with a young man behind him bearing a face full of spite and venom—it was none other than Young Master Ao, Ao Gou.
"On this matter, Young Master Li, do you have any thoughts?"
A hint of mockery flashed through Situ Guixiong's eyes. It was clear the Ol' Fatty had done it, and to any discerning eye, it was obvious. Just moments ago, Li Xiaobai had seemed to enjoy a cordial conversation with that Ol' Fatty; now he could hardly absolve himself of blame.