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Chapter 3904 4.1504 Who Has That Obligation?

This person was Zhao Yi from Shadow City. He felt like he'd had terrible luck throughout this journey.

As a favored son of Shadow City, he had accompanied his junior sister to Phoenix Wood Forest to gather herbs.

The result?

What had he encountered along the way?

Not only had he failed to gather a single herb, but he'd also faced danger everywhere.

Just when his junior sister finally woke up, he was forced to fight the beast tide alongside this ragtag group.

His arms were so sore he could barely lift them, and then a ferocious beast charged at him, almost costing him his life. Not only that, but his arm was scratched, and he didn't know if he'd get infected with something bad.

He was already seething with unvented frustration, and now, catching sight of the poker face, it was truly old grudges combined with new. Without a second thought, he couldn't help but curse out loud.

The Crown Princess of Divine Land? He didn't necessarily need to fear her. Their Shadow City was a behemoth beyond the three states.

If it came down to it, they weren't incapable of resisting.

Seeing everyone staring at him as if he were insane, Zhao Yi almost shouted in exasperation, "Isn't it true?!"

"What are you all looking at me for?" Zhao Yi pointed at Qiao Mu, yelling angrily, "Haven't you noticed? She could have summoned those golden figures from the beginning, but she deliberately waited until the end of the battle, until there was no other choice, before being willing to summon them to fight those harpy monsters!"

"And the Divine Stone Cannon! It was kept neatly in her storage talisman all this time! She clearly isn't that concerned about wasting Divine Stones, but she just..."

He was essentially complaining that Qiao Qiao hadn't finished the job properly, hadn't summoned the golden figures to help them fight the harpies from the start?

But why should she?

Martial Uncle's golden figures had a time limit; once used up, they were gone. Why did they think they could enjoy all the fruits of others' victory without any effort on their part? It was truly laughable.

Qiao Mu silently tossed out a purple storage talisman, temporarily storing the golden figures within it.

Her indifferent gaze swept over Zhao Yi, who was still muttering curses. Her icy stare instantly made Zhao Yi fall silent, his face flushing crimson.

The little poker face's contemptuous and cold look made him feel like mud at the bottom of the earth, despised by all.

"You, what kind of look is that?"

"A look of contempt for you, can't you tell?" Qi Xuanxuan pushed away Zhao Yi, who had stepped forward, and coldly scoffed with her arms crossed, "Look at yourself! What do you look like? Furious, and now you're complaining that we acted too late?"

"Who has that obligation? Who is required to do these things for you? What does your life or death have to do with our team? You die your death, wouldn't it be better if you just died far away?!"

"You!" Zhao Yi's eyes were bloodshot, looking as if he could devour someone.

"What about me? Did I say something wrong? Who do you think you are? We'll act when we like, when we're willing to. What business is it of yours?"

Little Fatty and the others, worried Xuanxuan would suffer, quickly rushed forward, frowning as they blocked the charging Zhao Yi. They unceremoniously pushed him, "I'm warning you, kid, if you dare to make a move now, be careful, we'll kill you!"

"Senior Brother Zhao." A faint voice, like a mosquito's buzz, brushed past everyone's ears.

Xiao Rou, supporting the perpetually fragile Miss Mu Xiaoxue, stepped forward.

"Everyone, I'm truly sorry."