He once again dispersed his spiritual energy.
"Do you want to be a White Wolf waiting to be robbed?"
"Alright, you're not stupid."
"You're already a fish in a barrel. Sooner or later, we'll catch you. Life prevails over death. You want us to give you the treasure. Ridiculous."
"Wait, child, when you collapse, you'll be the last one standing."
Each of the five clans sneezed openly without hiding.
In their eyes, Qin Feng couldn't escape at all. He would be caught sooner or later. So, even though Qin Feng knew what they were planning, he could only accept it helplessly.
"You don't want to do business with me, do you?" Qin Feng shouted, very angry.
"I declare, first, the price has gone up. The Seven Treasures all want to change their Fate Divine Charm, increasing at least 20% in weight."
Fate?
He never refused to accept his fate. He hated being caught by shackles.
"Hmm, no one noticed the original price, but it even went up. Is your head okay?"
