"Qi Tian, now you believe us. Whether you like it or not, that thing will eventually fall into our hands. Why do you have to suffer so much for your face? you've actually been done with by a spirit beast. Cough, cough, what a tragedy." Lu Weidong and the others were also shocked, but they were relieved when they saw the spirit beast run into the valley. They laughed sarcastically and proudly.
Qi Tian did not answer. He was still sprawled on the ground, not moving.
"This guy can't be dead right?" A young man guessed.
"Yes, it's possible. He was done by a spirit beast, so it's possible that he's dead." The other young man said while rubbing his chin.
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? let's get the thing first and kill him in passing to avoid any future trouble." Lu Weidong ordered the others.
The few of them no longer cared about Qi Tian's life and death. They drew their swords and walked up.
