บท 778: Chapter 778: Panic in the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets_1

This is Hanley Poe's territory, where everyone is at his beck and call.

The strength of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets is obviously much stronger than imagined.

Ethan Smith looked at Hanley Poe coldly and said, "We are here to buy something, and you want to rob us? Who would dare to come to the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets in the future?"

But Hanley Poe sneered, "Ethan Smith, don't you think our Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets relies on selling things to make money? Does your Divine Alchemist Pavilion rely on selling medicine to make a profit?"

"Aiya, Mr. Hanley, I got it wrong about that gourd. It's actually a fake, and I've already thrown it away." The man with the mustache hastily stepped in to mediate.

Hanley Poe sneered, "Do you think I'm a fool? Stop talking and hand over the goods, or I'll spare your lives!"

The people around them quickly gathered.

In order to please Hanley Poe, many people shouted, "Young Master Hanley, do you need our help?"