Everyone wakes up amidst the howling of the wolf pack.
Tang Rao is an exception; he keeps his eyes closed, his Divine Sense locked inside the tent, staying awake all night.
"Forty-five people are just in time, those with green tags, each of you needs to hand over ten thousand Immortal Stones, as the protection fee collected by our boss."
Ha?
Ten thousand Immortal Stones?
So these people came to rob us?
At Old Crane's gambling den, Tang Rao just won five million; he's loaded, but not everyone here is as affluent as Tang Rao.
"You're not mistaken, right? Ten thousand Immortal Stones?"
"Indeed, we don't even have ten thousand on us, and we're all here for trials. Why should we give our money to you?"
More and more people voiced their dissatisfaction in protest, while Tang Rao remained silent, enjoying the spectacle from the sidelines.
Brothers, the saying "the loudest bird gets shot first" refers to people like you.
Rip.
