Gong Lianfen cautiously approached Chen Fei. Just now, she thought Chen Fei was crazy—without saying a word, he drew his sword to kill.
Now realizing it was a misunderstanding, she still felt somewhat frightened.
But the Metal Tiger, such a powerful spiritual treasure, was suppressed by Chen Fei's sword and couldn't move.
Gong Lianfen wanted to escape from here, and her only hope seemed to rely on Chen Fei.
Gong Lianfen stole a glance at Chen Fei. If his demands weren't too excessive, she wouldn't hesitate to agree—after all, staying alive was the top priority.
Chen Fei glanced at Gong Lianfen, then carefully observed the Metal Tiger under his sword.
Even the most unconventional demon cultivators rarely added eyes and a mouth to their spiritual treasures on the Middle Continent. After all, spiritual treasures were meant for battle, and extra eyes and mouths served no purpose in combat.
