"Are you from Qinling?"
Qin Feng asked.
Hong Lian snorted coldly and said, "Indeed, we are from the Moon-cutting Sect of Qinling. If you're wise, you'll hand over all your Elixirs, the people who make them, the formulas, and everything else. Otherwise, none of you will leave this place alive!"
"No rush, let me first ask about the situation. What's going on in Qinling now? I heard that three major forces are in fierce battle."
Qin Feng asked.
"What does that have to do with you? All you need to do now is to give us what we need, and I will ensure your safety. Otherwise, heads will roll!"
Hong Lian said.
"Wait a moment, let me guess first."
Qin Feng began to speculate, "Firstly, since I arrived here, I have noticed that no one from our Dragon Sect has died, which indicates that you from the Moon-cutting Sect are not naturally cruel people. And looking at this Fei Long of mine, he's not missing any arms or legs, which further confirms my judgment."
"Don't flatter yourselves!"
