A Tower of Faith Built of Flesh and Blood

The so-called promises without benefits are all empty talk, all acts of deception. Gu Lan didn't have many belongings, except for Yan Xiao's inheritance... cough cough, considerable wealth.

Upon hearing Gu Lan's words, several Dark Elf elders apart from Amabel burst into laughter. They emitted piercing laughter.

"You are truly foolish! Once you're dead, your belongings will be ours. Why would we need you to bestow anything upon us?"

In many ways, Gu Lan was definitely not inferior to others. For instance, if these Dark Elves laughed, Gu Lan would undoubtedly laugh even more arrogantly than them, with a louder voice. Gu Lan grinned, hands on her hips.

"Hehehe, I'm not as shrewd as you all. If I die, my belongings belong to your few elders. What does that have to do with other elves from your tribe? Will you give them your possessions?"

As Gu Lan said this, the several elders suddenly fell silent.