Xiao Mu turned his head to look around.
It seemed that the human male possessed a unique technique for concealing his presence. At a glance, Xiao Mu couldn't find any trace of him.
Xiao Mu tentatively sent a message back, "Friend, are you also a member of the task group? Are you from group one or two? How about we join forces? We can share the final loot equally."
"Share your mom's loot, are you gonna scram or not? If you don't scram, I'll kill that scum from the Curse Gate first, then come back and kill you," the human male cursed foully, his mouth extremely unclean.
Xiao Mu's expression changed, and he forcefully suppressed his anger, "Friend, please watch your language. I'm discussing this with you not because I'm afraid, but because we are both from the same vein of the Great Tang ruins and members of the task group. I do not wish to have an internal conflict that would allow those extraterrestrial evil beings to profit from our fight."
