"Wicked Trio, you didn't keep your word! You promised before that as long as we hand over all the divine treasures, you won't harm our lives! Now, you're going back on your word? You three bastards, can you be even more wicked?"
Seeing Luo Sansheng's murderous look, Wu Yuanjun couldn't hold back the anger and hatred in his heart anymore and roared.
His expression was extremely ferocious. He looked like he wanted nothing more than to skin Lin Wudao and the other two alive.
The Mad Daoist didn't care at all.
"We did say that we wouldn't harm your lives, and in fact, we really aren't going to do anything. Right now, the ones who want your lives are the Lishan divine race. We're just doing things for money. We have no right to interfere with how they want to deal with you."
He spread his hands and replied.
"You...!"
Upon hearing this, everyone was instantly furious.
