Brother Cheng was not walking fast, and Lu Zhong quickly intercepted him.
"Sect Leader Jiang, why pass by without entering? Could it be that our hospitality has been lacking?"
He glanced at the storage ring on Jiang Cheng's finger, identical to the one used the other day to fetch the Tier Nine Spirit Talisman; there was no mistake.
The treasure inheritance was right before his eyes. As long as they could trick him inside and stage a design, all those things could belong to him!
He couldn't let the cooked duck fly away.
Truth be told, Jiang Cheng wasn't planning to leave either.
Qi Cang and Lu Zhong wanted to seize his storage ring and all his opportunities, but he also saw Eight Clouds Hall as a massive heap of points.
It's just that, if you plan to harm me with your designs, you ought to show some sincerity.
To spare not even the highest form of reception, what kind of scheming are you trying to play?
No sense of propriety!
