"This Young Master does not wish for a violent clash, so leave the item behind and you may go,"
Withdrawing his gaze from the three mid-grade Spiritual Weapons, Young Master Evil waved his hand generously.
"Go? Are you the fool, or do you think we are?"
Huang Tao couldn't help but sneer.
Of course, he also realized the difficulty of dealing with the five people opposite of him, especially since they outnumbered his group—but why should he give up an opportunity that was within his grasp for nothing?
"How about we unite against a common enemy first?"
Huang Tao communicated with the other three telepathically. Talk as he might, without his companions' cooperation, he would have to give up even if he didn't want to.
"Four people vying is better than five."
With a smile still on his face, Su Yichen's expression turned a few degrees grimmer and more solemn.
"Even if you plan to flee, I will not,"
