Deer Kirin looked at Zhu Yansheng with a smile and a meaningful gaze.
Zhu Yansheng laughed, "Doesn't Brother Deer feel tempted? Xiao Mu has more than one high-grade magical weapon."
"Hiss!"
Deer Kirin gasped in surprise, "More than one high-grade magical weapon? The man is truly wealthy!"
Zhu Yansheng laughed heartily, "It's high time you and I strike it rich!"
Suddenly, the Resentful Blood Mist quivered, a road forcefuly parted, followed by the loud sound of rolling wheels. Clearly, someone was coming out.
"It must be Xiao Mu coming out, Brother Deer, let's strike together, giving him no chance."
Zhu Yansheng whispered, his face serious as he stared intently at the direction of the Resentful Blood Mist.
"Don't worry, he won't escape."
Deer Kirin replied via telepathy, his face confident to the utmost, as he also stared unwaveringly at the exit of the road.
