The more Lin Qiye understood, the uglier his expression became.
Motherf*cker!
So many people have come, not to deal with the demons but to steal his treasure!
Are they crazy?
He was risking his life for the people of the southern warzone, and they wanted to rob him?
Five Half-Supremes! More than ten thousand Celestial Realm experts!
Such a powerful lineup, but why couldn't he even see a shadow of them when he dealt with the demons?
Now that they talked about robbing his Divine Weapon, it was as if they were all injected with stimulants.
They were a bunch of ingrates!
Lin Qiye was upset at the thought of this. The consequences would be grave!
Trying to rob him?
No one should think of having an easy time today!
Standing beside Lin Qiye, Meng Tu felt a sudden hostility from him. His heart trembled.
