Another person walked over and was stunned when he saw the things in the chest.
More people came one after another. They had the urge to vomit blood.
They had worked so hard, but in the end, the so-called treasure was just a piece of paper and a crystal.
They gritted their teeth furiously.
"Who! Who did this?"
"Which bastard did this? If I find him, I'll skin him alive!"
They roared angrily.
The people from East Peak Mountain and the White Horse Tribe were so angry that their faces were ashen and their bodies were trembling.
They had devoted a lot of manpower and resources to the battle. The sheer cost of the medicinal and alchemical pills expended was an astronomical figure. In the end, they discovered that it was only a prank and their investment had been wasted.
"We must find that damned guy! I'll make him beg for death!"
