Watching the adventurers energetically gathering treasure not far away, Bai Jin looked up at Yang Yu, "Have we, after all, arrived a step too late?"
"No, on the contrary, our timing is just right." His gaze lingered on the purple-haired warrior playfully spinning a ring, and Yang Yu's lips curled up slightly. "Iyas, Bai Jin, remember this later: no matter what happens, do not act rashly. You'll die."
"Die?!" Iyas's eyes widened in shock.
Just as Iyas was about to ask Yang Yu what exactly was going to happen, an adventurer who had finished packing the treasure approached the purple-haired adventurer,
"Captain, we've gathered all the items, and we're surrounded by walls here. How do we exit from this place?"
