He was in a sorry state, completely immobilized.
Chu Jing easily snatched the Blue Crystal from his hand.
She turned it over in her hands, examining it and feeling the faint Spiritual Power circulating within. Her smile was playful, yet dangerous.
"Tell me, where did you get this little treasure? Did you steal it? Rob someone for it? Or was it a keepsake from some poor bastard on his deathbed?"
This was clearly no ordinary object.
Chu Jing refused to believe this good-for-nothing before her could have obtained it on his own.
She especially didn't believe he had the skill to retrieve it from a sacred land of the Beast Clan.
Ten to one, he had either found it or swindled it from someone.
Or there was someone else pulling the strings.
The moment the Beastman saw his crystal get snatched, he panicked.
The color drained from his face, and a flicker of terror crossed his eyes.
He screamed at the top of his lungs, his voice trembling with fury and alarm.
