"Donor, do you really think our Shaolin Temple is easy to bully? The Buddha Ancestor's relic has been preserved by our Shaolin Temple for thousands of years. No matter what, I must retrieve it. It absolutely cannot fall into the hands of outsiders."
The solemn-faced head of Rohan Hall, Wu Wei, spoke.
"Nice words, but if you truly treasured it as such, how could you let it fall into the hands of outsiders, to the point of being auctioned off. This shows that you don't really care that much about the relic. If that's the case, why bother caring so much?"
Ye Luo snorted with a look of indifference.
"Head, there's no need to waste words on him, just take him down directly. I refuse to believe he won't hand over the relic."
Zhi Gang spoke coldly.
"Even if you kill me, I can't produce the relic."
Ye Luo stated directly.
"Donor, if you insist on this, don't blame me for being impolite!"