"I surrender." I frowned. Since there was no way to escape, I could only let them carve me up like a fish. After all, the one speaking was the Worthy King. Geng Fei had merely come to capture someone, and the Worthy King was not here. Could he really kill me?
"Hmph! I told you not to run, but you insisted. Don't blame this old man for getting rough today!" Geng Fei shot before me in a flash, glanced at Yan'er, and reached out with his massive hand to grab her!
I sneered and recited a few incantations. Yan'er vanished back into the Blood Cloud Coffin. After grabbing nothing but air, Geng Fei spun around and struck me with his palm. With a bang, he sent me flying!
I slammed into the wall and let out a muffled groan of pain. Then I rose, brushed the dust from my clothes, and smiled. "You old bastard, aren't you afraid I'll stir up the Ancestral Dragon's fortune and plunge this place into another calamity?"
"Heh heh, you little brat are truly detestable. Hand over the medicine. I refuse to believe you can still pull some underhanded trick!" Geng Fei walked over and pulled out a handful of needles as fine as ox hairs. At a glance, there had to be at least a hundred of them.
"What are you trying to do?" My face went cold. Seeing my expression, Geng Fei looked rather pleased. "You'd better not move your hands around in secret. I know you can borrow magic without making a sound. If you don't want to die a horrible death, hand over the Ancestral Dragon's fortune at once. Otherwise, I'll make you wish you were dead!"
Big Sister Wife suddenly tugged my clothes. I could only stop, but Geng Fei