Zheng furrowed his brow, then sneered:
"Since we managed to come in, we'll definitely be able to get out. In any case, none of you are allowed to touch these treasures. Touch one, and I'll kill one! It would be easier just to kill you all and be done with it."
Hearing Zheng's overbearing words, everyone felt enraged but dared not speak out.
But just then, a figure slowly walked over.
Mr Yu wore a faint smile on his face as he picked up a string of beautiful jewelry from the ground, gently wiping the dust off it with his sleeve, and clicked his tongue:
"They say fortune and disaster come hand in hand, and that's not wrong at all. I, Yu Wuwei, it seems my luck has finally turned around. There are beauties and treasures. Next should be power, I suppose."
"You brat, do you have a death wish!?"
Zheng hadn't expected this frail scholar to dare provoke him, and murderous intent surfaced in his eyes.
Chu Qi slightly frowned but remained silent.
