"If you don't want to die, scram!"
Lin Chen didn't waste too much chatter on the martial artists who rushed into the stone house. In relics or secret realms, and even in the wilderness, killing for treasures was a common occurrence.
These people dared to rush in while they were distributing treasures, obviously harboring ill intent, so Lin Chen naturally did not treat them courteously.
"Heh, kid, you've got some nerve, but you're just a piece of trash from the First Layer of the Melding Earth Realm. To see someone like you being so insolent in front of me, most people would be begging for mercy by now, yet you dare tell me to scram."
The leader of the group sneered at Lin Chen, pulled out a huge axe, and slung it over his shoulder. He then glanced at his underlings and made a gesture toward Lin Chen and the others.
"Kill them all!"
