Qin Feiyang scanned the two beasts, his voice a challenge. "I have but one question for you: do you dare?"
"You no longer have a choice," Lu Xingchen stated with a faint smile. "Because as long as we hide, you can't touch us. Moreover, you've witnessed Qin Feiyang's talent. I guarantee that within five years, he'll reach the War Ancestor realm. We're all Top Grade Alchemists, with enough resources to survive for decades, even centuries. Thinking you can starve us out is pure fantasy. Once Qin Feiyang becomes a War Ancestor, your chances of victory will be even slimmer. Therefore, you have no choice but to agree."
Qin Feiyang added, "He's made it clear enough. I won't repeat it. Think it over carefully!"
The Monkey King and the Sand Python Emperor exchanged glances, their eyes filled with a mixture of indignation and helplessness.
Gritting his teeth, the Monkey King nodded. "Fine, I agree. But what if you don't last ten breaths?"
