The Earth Slaying Envoy left in peace.
...
"Didn't you hear me?"
There was a hint of anger in his voice... because he realized that after hearing the threat, none of these three petty Soul Envoys moved. They didn't just fail to offer up their treasures, they even all looked at him strangely, making him inexplicably feel a sense of contempt.
"Oh, we heard you." Monk Pu Shan waved his hand, "You seem rather impatient."
"If you heard, then quickly hand over your treasures!" the Earth Slaying Envoy demanded.
He didn't really want to kill people indiscriminately at this time. After all, this was the time for interpersonal relations emphasized by the Guide Envoy. However, if these three guys continue to be so unappreciative, he wouldn't mind killing one to serve as a warning to the others.
Next, he saw the three Soul Envoys pull out objects.
"Fifty-eight" took out an ancient longsword, "Fifty-nine" took out a golden ring, "Sixty" took out a finger.
