Then the circle tightened around them. All those greedy eyes moved in, surrounding them.
"Is that it?" Lu Sheng scoffed.
"Drop your weapons," the mustached guard ordered from behind.
Lu Sheng shrugged, lifting his arms. "Fine."
"And the spatial rings," the guard added, smirking.
It was clear the bandages hiding their rings weren't fooling anyone. With a casual shrug, Lu Sheng didn't bother protesting. Flashing those Spirit Beads had already given him away.
"If we leave our purse here, how are we supposed to do business?" Lu Sheng asked, sounding almost bored.
"Who said anything about business?" The thugs snickered, their tone dripping with malice.
Without a second thought, Lu Sheng slipped the Spirit Beads back into his spatial ring, then pulled down his rifle, gripping it tight.
