Ling Xiao also said calmly: "Don't say that I don't have those treasures. Even if I did, I wouldn't dare to give them to you.

If I give it to you, wouldn't it be like a meat bun beating a dog, and there is no return?

Besides, this Temple of Slaughter has always been here. Is there any treasure that you haven’t been able to find even after searching for thousands of years?

I found it as soon as I came?

This is too ridiculous."

"Boy, shut up, you dare to call us dogs!"

A seventh-level half-step king standing next to King Dali roared angrily.

"You're quite quick to admit it to yourself."

Ling Xiao smiled.

"You're such a sharp-tongued kid."

King Dali said: "Do you think you are a guest invited by the Ageless Emperor and the Bloody Emperor?

We don’t dare to kill you anymore?

To put it bluntly, they invite you because they think you have talent and are the chosen one.

But if you die, you won't have these functions.

They won't do anything to me because of you.

At most, you can just scold me a few words."

"I'm sorry, I don't have that idea. It's just your own imagination."

Ling Xiao still said with an indifferent expression: "Okay, if you don't have anything else to do, I'm going to clean up.
Chapter completed!