Emperor Qing's Relics, Double Dragon Lake!
"Brother, could I have a look at the censer in your hand?", asked a sturdy man, walking straight up to White Mitchell with a friendly face.
White Mitchell frowned and replied impatiently, "No!"
No? He chuckled to himself...
Upon hearing this, the sturdy man paused, a playful smile spreading across his face. He signalled to the people behind him.
In an instant, the men behind the sturdy man surrounded White Mitchell and his companions.
Obviously, they were after the censer in White Mitchell's hands.
They had recognized that the censer White Mitchell carried was not ordinary; it must be a valuable treasure.
Indeed, they had witnessed White Mitchell defeat Mr. Leon earlier on, but in their view, White Mitchell had only managed that thanks to the Spiritual Artifact he possessed.
If they could snatch the Spiritual Artifact from him right away, defeating these three dwellers of the Dragon Realm would be no big deal.