「Inside the ancient castle!」
Fatty said, "Boss, you'd better be careful. Those three old bastards aren't exactly saints."
Qin Feiyang nodded, swallowing a Top Grade healing pill.
From their previous conversation, he had deduced that the three were all crafty old foxes.
He definitely needed to be on his guard.
「Outside!」
The old Family Head landed in a deep pit and laughed, "Calm down, gentlemen. If we work together, eliminating this brat won't be difficult."
The burly man turned to him and asked, "He keeps hiding like this. How are we supposed to eliminate him? Just keep wasting our time?"
"He may dodge today, but he won't escape forever. Sooner or later, he'll show himself."
"How about this: once the deed is done, I will present each of you with two hundred thousand Battle Intent Pills," the old Family Head chuckled.
The three leaders looked at each other, their faces lighting up with smiles as they bowed and said, "Thank you, Family Head."
