Ye Lin turned around and saw the little fatty staring at him warily.
He still held a hammer in his right hand.
Facing the little fatty, Ye Lin merely smiled.
Though this little fatty had some skill, his cultivation was only at the early stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal realm. Ye Lin could crush him to death with a single finger.
"Who I am isn't important. What's important is that this place belongs to me from now on."
Ye Lin released his pressure.
The pressure of a peak Daluo Golden Immortal swept out in all directions.
The little fatty standing before Ye Lin instantly felt the suffocating pressure.
He stared at Ye Lin in disbelief.
This man was actually this powerful.
"Why should it? The treasures here are all mine."
Although Ye Lin put him under immense pressure, the little fatty still refused to yield.
"Yours? If I remember correctly, everything here belongs to the Human Sect, doesn't it?"
"Are you a disciple of the Human Sect?"
Ye Lin raised an eyebrow at the little fatty, the corners of his mouth lifting into a faint smile.
Hearing that, the little fatty, who had been about to speak, was left speechless by Ye Lin's retort.
"I opened this place, so everything inside belongs to me."
"My strength is greater than yours now, so everything belongs to me."
Ye Lin raised a hand and pointed at himself.
"Why?"
The little fatty was still unconvinced.
"First, you aren't a disciple of the Human Sect. To be precise, we're both thieves—neither of us is any better than the other."
"Second, I'm stronger than you, so everything here belongs to me. You don't have a problem with that, do you?"
After Ye Lin finished speaking, the little fatty stood there glaring at him, not