This time, Lu Ping'an drank tea for a good two and a half days.
During this process, outside and inside lay more than a dozen corpses.
The strongest of them was probably of the fifth-sixth tier... Don't blame Lu Ping'an for not recognizing clearly; he didn't give them a chance to demonstrate their abilities.
Compared with the real "death fighters" and "Exotic Realm battlefields," these "hired thugs" working for money, and the desperate fugitives seemed too lukewarm.
".... Thank you all for your cooperation, hopefully next time I won't have to come personally."
Finally, having obtained everything he wanted, Lu Ping'an left under the "warm and hospitable send-off" of a group of residents.
Clearly, these people weren't as honest as they claimed to be.
At the very least, they held some doubt and disbelief toward the rumor that Lu Ping'an, although fourth-tier, actually possessed combat power of the Quasi-rule level or even higher.
