He paused, his gaze sweeping across Jin Mantang's sullen face, and quickly added, "I'm not from the merchant guild, they probably won't..."
"Won't what?" As the shopkeeper in charge of this branch, Jin Mantang quickly returned to his senses from Zhou Lun's betrayal.
Facing the proposal from the array master, he sneered, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes, "Won't hunt you down? Or won't extract your soul and refine it?"
The grey-robed array master was choked, retreated two steps awkwardly, yet still unwilling to give up: "But, but if we stay on the ship, everyone will..."
"Get out!" Jin Mantang suddenly roared, the pressure belonging to the Divinity Transformation Realm forced the array master back several steps, crashing against the cabin wall, his face pale.
The other four were also silent as cicadas in winter; they were just here to do their job for payment, who would have thought they would be unlucky enough to encounter such a thing.
