"Where is he? Speak."
Once the Peerless Pavilion steward had left, a black-robed man's aura surged as he spoke in a gloomy voice.
Xu Yan remained utterly calm. "What about the Spirit Crystals? Take them out and let me see them. What if I lead you there and you refuse to give me the Spirit Crystals?"
The black-robed man's eyes turned cold. A Grandmaster's aura crashed toward Xu Yan, attempting to intimidate him.
"Don't think being a Grandmaster makes you so impressive. Without the Spirit Crystals, there's nothing to discuss."
Xu Yan remained unmoved.
"You're courting death!"
Killing Intent blazed in the black-robed man's eyes.
"The Spirit Crystals can be given to you!"
Another black-robed man waved his hand, stopping his companion from attacking. He took out ten Spirit Crystal notes, flicked his hand, and sent them flying toward Xu Yan.
Xu Yan smiled and reached out to take the notes. Each was worth ten thousand Spirit Crystals, making exactly one hundred thousand.
"Spirit Crystals aren't that hard to earn after all."
He cheerfully put them away, then asked, "What about the Spiritual Medicine?"
"Once you see the person, the Spiritual Medicine will naturally be given to you!"
The black-robed man's voice was low.
"Fine. Lead the way."
Xu Yan nodded. It was only a Seventh-grade Spiritual Medicine. If the black-robed men had brought it with them, he would naturally be able to obtain it.
My junior sister's enemies—what force are they, exactly? Hiding their heads and showing their tails like this, they clearly aren't good people. They must be planning to silence me after killing me. They probably never intended to give me the Spirit Crystals or Spiritual Medicine either.
He sneered inwardly, rose into the air, and flew in a certain direction.
The black-robed men exchanged a glance