Yang Fei glared at him with malice, blinking his eyes.
"I told you long ago, I'm not a good person."
He said, extending a hand to Sang En.
"Now, please tell me where the Scorpion King's lair is, preferably give me a simple map."
Sang En looked at him in horror: "You really dare to go to the Scorpion King's lair?"
"Let me tell you, the Scorpion King is the head of the three major forces in the Mikaelo Underground World, ruthless and full of experts. Going there is like asking for death."
Yang Fei chuckled: "Whether I die or not is my business, not yours. Give me the address, then scram."
Sang En looked at his fierce eyes and let out a helpless wail.
"You're really crazy, crazy."
He hastily wrote a note and handed it to Yang Fei, saying cautiously.
"Brother, let's discuss, I'll stick to your demands."
"Can you lift my curse first? It concerns the happiness of my eight wives."
Yang Fei laughed heartily and then said solemnly.
"No way, if I die, you won't be any better."
