"Brother Xu, Big Brother Xu, please just let us go. We really can't hold on any longer," Cheng Feng pleaded with a look of utter distress on his face.
At this moment, his skin had been burnt terribly, a large piece already charred away.
On top of the severe injuries he had sustained earlier, including a broken arm, he was now nearly cooked by the horrifying temperature.
Zhu Beihai was also struggling to endure and looked at Xu Ping'an with a pleading gaze, "Big Brother, I know we had ulterior motives towards you before, and we've learned our lesson. We're willing to hand over all the treasures on us. Can you let us go?"
Cheng Feng nodded repeatedly in agreement.
Xu Ping'an smiled.
He was just about to speak when suddenly his brow furrowed, and he turned his attention to a direction not far away.
There, five figures were seen flying swiftly into the volcano.
