Seeing Qing'ao's expression suddenly change as a vicious aura erupted from him, Dong Li, who was sitting nearby, was overwhelmed by fear. Following Qin Fengming's movement, he too hastily rose to his feet, utterly flustered.
Facing the Old Ancestor's murderous fury, Dong Li was also terribly frightened.
Although he belonged to the Giant Crab Clan, he was not a member of the Giant Crab Clan. He was merely a sea cultivator from the nearby waters who had long been controlled by the Giant Crab Clan. He had originally hoped that, by notifying Old Ancestor Qing'ao of this earth-shaking information in advance, he could greatly raise his status within the Giant Crab Clan.
Who could have imagined that Old Ancestor Qing'ao would actually move to kill the other party? Under such circumstances, whether he could keep his own life had become a matter of pure chance.
If the Giant Crab Clan's Old Ancestor seized the treasures of cultivators attending the Treasure Trading Fair, once others learned of it, it would inevitably have a tremendous impact on the Zhang'ao Island Treasure Trading Fair. A secret matter like this absolutely could not be allowed to spread.
And the most effective way to stop Dong Li from spreading it was to kill him.
Facing the other party's sudden change of expression, Qin Fengming revealed not the slightest unusual emotion. His hand moved within his sleeve, and then he clasped his fist toward the blue-robed old man before him, bowing politely as he said:
"Senior Qing, killing this junior would naturally be as easy as raising a hand. However, please hear this junior out. With your abilities, you should naturally understand these items. Given this junior's paltry cultivation, they are absolutely things I could never use. Under such circumstances, anyone with even a little sense