Chapter 214: Playing The Long Con

(MC POV)

I headed towards the only room where there was the sound of conversation, knocking loudly on the door frame before stepping foot inside.

"Hi, got a delivery for the trashy, shitty lord. Would you kindly place your seal here?"

The people in the room turned towards me, three of them wearing distinct Dark Sect cloaks with their hoods thrown up while the last one was the city lord.

The city lord spluttered when he saw me, pointing his finger at me accusingly, "You? What? How did you..."

One of the cloaked men leapt to his feet, thrusting his arm out to fire off a cloud of black miasma at me.

I raised my hand and halted the miasma in its tracks, redirecting it towards the cloaked man beside him when he tried to conjure up a black lightning.