Teng Tongtian looked at Ye Qiong with some frustration. He knew that with Ye Qiong here today, it was simply impossible for him to snatch the Snow Yao Sword from Ye Qianqian.
"What, want to go outside and have a match?" Ye Qiong looked at Teng Tongtian and said blandly.
Teng Tongtian struggled inwardly. It was not that he feared Ye Qiong, but if he chose to go out and fight now, he would definitely miss the final moment when the divine treasures were spewed forth. No matter how he looked at it, that loss far outweighed the value of the Snow Yao Sword.
He was straightforward as well and did not utter any harsh words. He knew very clearly that no matter how vicious one's words were, they could not compare to landing a solid punch.
Only after Teng Tongtian turned and left did Ye Xiwen and Ye Qianqian let out slight sighs of relief. They each had their own trump cards and were confident they could escape from Teng Tongtian's hands, but if they truly fought, they would certainly miss the treasures being spewed forth.
However, they had made the right gamble. Teng Tongtian still valued the divine treasures spewed forth by this treasure vault more, and for their sake, he could temporarily set aside his grievances with the two of them.
Ye Xiwen looked at Ye Qiong again, and a measure of goodwill rose in his heart. He had long known of the Southern Overlord's existence, but this was his first time truly meeting him. Judging by his words and bearing, he did not possess the sort of temperament Ye Xiwen disliked.
Ye Qiong smiled faintly. "Junior Sister, having escaped such a great calamity and returned, this is this foolish elder brother's first time meeting you!"
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