"So Brother Zhao has heard of the Burial Immortal Ruins too." Han Wu's expression was relaxed, and he said in a leisurely tone, "In that case, let's be frank with each other. This person is already mine. If you want to take him, you and I must have a contest first."
"You can have the person, but the treasure belongs to me. Also, I have some questions for this person."
Zhao Sheng's expression was as calm as water. His gaze swept over the gray-robed old man on the ground and then rested on the ancient symbols emerging on the wall of the tripod, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
Han Wu was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and his gaze also swept across the surrounding walls of the tripod. After pondering for a moment, he nodded and said, "This tripod comes from the Burial Immortal Ruins and possesses the power of capturing. It seems it's not an ordinary Spiritual Treasure. But since Brother Zhao has taken a liking to this treasure, I'll gladly offer it to you."
