Not Trusting

Qin Wentian coldly glanced at Xuan Xing. "No matter what I obtained, that thing is already mine. What do you want to do?"

Now, Qin Wentian already couldn’t be bothered to explain anything. No matter how he explain, these people would never believe him. They would only believe in what they wanted to believe.

Xuan Xing moved forward with a smile, "If you are smart, you better hand over that thing. I might consider sparing you after that."