Seeing this, Wang Tong couldn't help but laugh disdainfully. He then turned to Yang Chen and asked, "Junior Peak Master, how should we deal with this?"
"Elder Wang Tong, please don't be hasty!" Yang Chen looked at Zhao Long.
Seeing Zhao Long begging for his life with bloodied forehead from kowtowing repeatedly, Yang Chen couldn't help but feel disgusted.
"Zhao Long, don't blame me for not giving you a chance to live. The two people I want are Qin Yutao and Ma Hongcui. If you can help me find them directly, there may still be a chance for you to survive," Yang Chen said coldly.
Qin Xueru was grateful in her heart, not expecting Yang Chen to remember her request.
At this moment, Zhao Long's eyes were filled with despair. He frantically said, "There are so many people in the mine, and countless with the same name. How would I remember..."
Before Zhao Long could finish speaking, his voice stopped.
