Pei Yong was stunned for a moment.
Going to demand it? Just them? How is that different from going to their deaths?
As for finding help, their intuition told them that even if they found the most powerful B-level Awakened, there was no guarantee they would win against this guy, let alone an A-level Awakened.
It's a joke, which A-level Awakened would care about this thing?
"Old Tang, you're right, we better not make fools of ourselves. It's late, we should go back and see if any other treasures have appeared. This time, let's just consider ourselves unlucky."
Pei Yong sighed, stood up, and brushed off the dirt from his clothes.
"Yeah, that's all we can do."
The two of them spoke and darted away to the distance, one to the left and one to the right.
Unbeknownst to them, a large tree behind them concealed a pitch-black dagger that vanished into the air.
A flicker of murderous intent flashed in Chen Fan's eyes but disappeared instantly.
