After Tu Rong walked away, Zhang Xinglie laughed and said, "You're a brother now too."
"I guess Tu Rong recognized you, and Mark and the others don't want to offend the Huahong Exploration Company. So many people died, yet they're still willing to make peace. They must be after something big," Zhou Leng said.
Zhang Xinglie nodded, "That's right, I thought of that just now. Do you remember the treasure map you confiscated?"
"Of course. Their target might be the treasure of the Mountain Melting Furnace."
"Do you want to go?"
Zhou Leng shook his head, "The Mountain Melting Furnace is too famous, its status and prestige among the Steel Dwarves are equivalent to the Three Saints of Mount Tai and the Martial Ancestor Yu Zhimin. So many people are eyeing his treasure, it's too dangerous. We've got no reason to compete with our modest abilities."
