Gong Lian Fen carefully came to Chen Fei's side. Just now, she had thought Chen Fei was a madman, someone who drew his sword and killed without a word.
Now she realized it had been a misunderstanding, but deep down, she was still somewhat frightened.
Yet a Spirit Treasure as powerful as the Geng Metal Tiger had been pinned there by a single sword strike from Chen Fei, unable to move.
If Gong Lian Fen wanted to escape from this place alive, her only hope seemed to rest on Chen Fei.
Gong Lian Fen stole a glance at Chen Fei. If the other party's demand was not too excessive, it was not as if she could not agree. After all, staying alive came first.
Chen Fei glanced at Gong Lian Fen, then carefully observed the Geng Metal Tiger beneath his sword.
On the Central Continent, even demonic cultivators with the most outlandish tastes in aesthetics rarely gave their Spirit Treasures an extra pair of eyes and a mouth. After all, Spirit Treasures were used for battle; adding eyes and a mouth was of no use in combat whatsoever.
Moreover, making something like this was not easy. It required altering many forging methods, and no artificer would research in that direction.
And the realm of this Geng Metal Tiger was also somewhat strange. Although it possessed the power of Tier 4 Late Stage, it always gave Chen Fei a sense of illusion, as though in the next moment, the Geng Metal Tiger's realm would drop.
"What is going on with this Spirit Treasure?" Chen Fei looked at Gong Lian Fen.
"This concubine does not know either. Ever since I was trapped here more than a month ago, I have been chased by this Spirit Treasure."
Gong Lian Fen shook her head