"Senior, what do you want then?"
Lin Chen adopted a very humble attitude.
It couldn't be helped; the gap was too big, and he could only act subservient, prioritizing his survival above all else.
"Compensation, here's what: my two juniors are in need of Magic Elixirs for cultivation, so compensate us with about a hundred thousand or eighty thousand of them, both of the gold attribute and of the thunder and fire attributes."
Mr. World said.
Lin Chen and Zhao Hu grew even more convinced that the person before them was the Formation Ancestor, precisely because the Formation Ancestor was known for being so petty and greedy.
"Of course, of course, but as for Magic Elixirs of the gold attribute and thunder and fire attributes, we don't have so many on us; combined, we have but a few thousand. However, once the army of our Three Emperors Alliance arrives, we can gather some."
Lin Chen said.
"No need for that; a few thousand will do. Hand them over."
Mr. World said.
