As soon as Gu Yachen finished speaking, the black-clothed agents behind Gu Jiayin became restless, raising their guns to aim at him, "Who are you to take the treasures of the Suri Country? Die!"
Gu Yachen glanced over the two rows of people with indifference, a cold smile curling at his lips, "Don't be arrogant. If a fight really breaks out, it's uncertain who will win or lose. We are thousands of miles away from Suri, but very close to Licheng City. My reinforcements can arrive at any time, but you are isolated with no support. Death is just a matter of time."
The black-clothed agents exchanged glances, and the chief agent spoke sternly, "Jiayin, board the plane with the Blood Tears Jade and leave. We'll take care of things here."
"No, she can't leave!" Sheng Qianchi had already grabbed Gu Jiayin's wrist tightly, "You can take that useless jade, but the person comes with me."
