Primordial Star Fist (2)

"You don't mind, do you?"

Yan Beitian reached out to block Zhou Han and Mei Ji's way, his tone clearly threatening.

"What if I say I mind?" Zhou Han's eyes narrowed and flickered dangerously.

Sure enough, snatching the treasure was the other party's true intention.

In order to protect his reputation, Yan Beitian did not snatch it by force. Instead, he used such a dignified method. How shameless.

"A man's wealth is his own ruin. Don't you understand that?"

"Young man, I advise you to take care of yourself. Without strength, even if I don't attack, you'll be killed quickly by others."

"Besides, I'll just take a look. If I'm not satisfied, I can pay you back."

Yan Beitian no longer had the patience. He might as well fall out with Zhou Han and threaten him. If Zhou Han did not know what was good for him, he did not mind killing him gently.

"M-Master… why don't we give the treasure to him?"