This was a man capable of great things—composed, calm, and unflustered in the face of danger, he could certainly talk his way out of any situation with his persuasive eloquence.
Nangong Rou watched Chu Hao and his group with a smiling face, remaining silent and giving them time to digest and make judgments.
Chu Hao and his companions looked at each other. By now, they had no way back; behind the door lay the terrifying Green Scales Berserk Snake, and going back out meant certain death, not even enough to fill the gaps between its teeth.
And if they were to go forward... the mechanisms were plentiful.
It wasn't strange for a treasure hideout to be rigged with traps, and on this point, Chu Hao and his comrades had no reason to doubt Nangong Rou. And if the Eternal Spirit Sect truly was a Fifth Grade Sect, what kind of destructive power could their mechanisms possess?
"Fine, before we leave here, I guarantee that I won't harm a hair on your head," Shen Chao was the first to say.
