"Never has anyone dared to toy with this Elder like this!"
"Never!"
Jing Shishu's face turned grim.
Internally, he was cursing Chen Xuan. Can't he at least reconsider a bit slower?
Masters have their dignity.
This is practically a blatant slap in the face. It's no wonder there's a falling out.
"Wait a minute, I didn't say I won't give it to you."
Chen Xuan looked at the demonic man's eyes, as well as the demon aura surging toward him, and couldn't help but feel a bit guilty.
"Then what do you mean?"
The man shouted angrily, eyes cold. As long as Chen Xuan didn't give him a reasonable explanation, he wouldn't leave here alive today.
"I'll give it to you only when you all leave through the channel together. Otherwise, if you change your mind, what then?"
"I give it to you, you let these people go first, and then you go back on your word. Then it's us who will suffer!"
Chen Xuan argued confidently.
The token in his hand gave him a very dangerous feeling.
