"Your looks are not a problem either," he said confidently.
A fugitive like Shi Xuan, he wanted as many as he could get, how could he let him go.
"Is that so? But I'm just an insignificant, elderly Fourth Level Mechanical Warrior entering a decline, I'm afraid I can't help you much. The risk of me staying in town outweighs the benefits."
Ren Zhong continued to shake his head, "Your being alive by my side serves as a reminder that even Citizens can be killed. In this world, there are still people with grievances. By staying alive, you help me a lot."
Shi Xuan: "Huh?"
He was a bit confused by Ren Zhong's words.
But inexplicably, his blood inside started to boil slightly.
The two kept talking as they walked out of the Qi Mountain Tribe's cave entrance.
Suddenly, both of them had their hairs stand on end.
Ren Zhong waved his hand, signaling Shi Xuan to retreat and not show himself.
He walked out of the cave himself.
