The young man in the leopard-skin coat said, "Stop denying it. You're not from the Purple Sun Tribe."
Qin Feiyang replied, "Are you that certain?"
The leopard-skin-clad youth sneered, "Of course, I am certain. You might fool others, but you cannot fool me."
Qin Feiyang frowned. Why did it seem like this person knew him quite well? Could it be someone from the He Family Tribe or the Lie Family Tribe?
The old woman in the green robe said, "Since Ding Ming says you are not, then you definitely are not from the Purple Sun Tribe."
"Ding Ming?"
Qin Feiyang paused. It seemed this person was not from the He Family Tribe or the Lie Family Tribe.
"Brat, you dare to trick us? You've certainly got guts!"
"We won't make it hard for you. One million Gold Coins for each of us as compensation."
"Hand over the coins, and we will let you go."
"But if you dare to refuse, don't even think of leaving this dense forest alive today!"
The surrounding people's eyes glinted with cold, sharp light.
