The burly man was at the peak cultivation of the seventh-level Essence Storage Realm, but under Yang Yunshi's gaze, his face instantly turned ashen, his legs trembling.
"Sir, they're at the Moon Lotus Building," he said.
Yang Yunshi nodded, a ferocious grin on his face, a mocking sneer in his heart: Zhuang Yuan, you dared to refuse me, Yang Yunshi? Today will be the day of your death!
Concealing his murderous intent, Yang Yunshi stood up, swiped his finger across his storage ring, and tossed ten Yuan Stones onto the table.
Seeing Yang Yunshi about to leave, the burly man was stunned for a moment, then hastily reached out to stop him, forcing a smile. "Sir, didn't you say that finding Zhuang Yuan would earn a thousand Yuan Stones and ten thousand gold?"
"You're courting death!" Yang Yunshi's face turned thunderous. He roared, and a vortex of blood-red qi suddenly appeared around his body. The vortex spun rapidly, cutting countless cracks into the ground beside him.
