"So?"
"Hand over every good thing you have. Don't make me search you myself." Jiang Yang waved a hand, a vicious smile appearing on his face and making Huang Qingqi tremble all over.
"Don't mess around. I have a few trump cards too!" Panic flickered in Huang Qingqi's eyes. Jiang Yang's strength had far exceeded her imagination. If he truly made a move, she would most likely die here today.
"Trump cards? Use them. I'll give you the chance!"
Jiang Yang spread his hands, his heart growing slightly vigilant. It was no surprise that Huang Qingqi had a trump card. She was, after all, the Son of the Plane of the Mishar Plane; it would be stranger if she had none. Still, Jiang Yang currently had the mind to tease her a little.
He had to guard against her trump card, but he also had to break through Huang Qingqi's psychological defenses.
Those words put Huang Qingqi in a difficult position. From Jiang Yang's manner, he seemed completely unafraid of whatever trump cards she possessed. If she had not known that Jiang Yang grew by plundering Sons of the Plane, she might have used every trump card she had right now.
But now that she knew some information, she decided not to use them.
After all, her trump card had only been given to her by a senior from the Mithril Continent. Strictly speaking, it had been bestowed under the Mishar Plane's instruction. That trump card was enough to handle most crises she encountered, but it was useless against Jiang Yang alone.
He was specifically someone who went against the Will of the Plane. Using her trump card might not defeat him, and if they truly fought, they would completely tear off all pretenses. Huang Qingqi had not considered the