"Don't run, you bastard!"
The Perfected Masters came to their senses. When they turned around to look, they immediately fumed.
In the blink of an eye, the qi core was gone. The soul was also gone. Both of them had been taken away.
Some audacious guy dared to steal from under their noses!
"Don't run!"
They were both angry and frustrated. After shouting for a while, they prepared to chase after that guy and capture him. Then, they would peel off his skin, pull out his tendons, and ruthlessly slaughter him.
They were about to get up, but they stopped with hesitant expressions on their faces.
The thief might be cunning, and the qi core might be precious, but the great treasure was more important. They decided to fight for the treasure first before chasing after the thief.
That was what they thought. They looked at each other and had a tacit understanding.
"Ahem! Just you wait, you thief!"
