"Can't afford it, can you..."
Qin Yuan narrowed his eyes and rubbed his fingertips, suddenly asking in a cold voice, "Fate Weaver, with your insight, could the four of us together possibly kill those two, directly snatch what they have."
As the words fell, there was silence.
Perhaps it was due to surprise, or perhaps because they were considering the feasibility of the suggestion, but for a moment, all four were steeped in silence.
It's unknown how much time passed,
"The risk is too great."
The always silent Yi Kui laughed out loud, glancing at Qin Yuan, "Qin Yuan, you should have seen how powerful the high-grade specters are. Second Grade Primordial won't be weaker than them. If you want to die, don't drag this official down with you; this official hasn't enjoyed enough of life yet."
Upon saying that,
Yi Kui cast a sidelong glance at Bai Muxi, licked her red lips with the tip of her tongue, chuckled, and her chest gently quivered:
