"Treasure?"
Su Mo was confused, slightly loosen his hand, and asked, "What treasure?"
Zhao Ang was finally able to breathe and hurried to say, "As long as you don't kill me, I'll tell you where the treasure is!"
Su Mo chuckled, shook his head, and said, "If you really know where the treasure is, why wouldn't you look for them yourself? Why would you wait for me?"
Su Mo did not believe Zhao Ang at all.
"The treasure is definitely there. If you let go of me, I'll tell you then!"
Zhao Ang was extremely worried that if Su Mo did not believe in his words, he would die.
"If you don't tell me, then prepare to die!" Su Mo said coldly, squeezing his hand harder.
Zhao Ang was instantly terrified and said, "It's a 100-year Red Ganoderma in a giant valley 15,000 meters to the east of here. A couple Gale Island disciples and the Sky Rapier Sect disciples are fighting over it right now, but I was too scared to go in alone!"