"Senior, I already told you."
"We don't know anything about some mysterious faction, nor do we know anything about a Supreme Treasure."
Yang Lingtian forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and made one final attempt.
"That Space Ring belonging to Wang Han is here with me."
As he spoke, he flipped his hand and took out the Space Ring he had only just obtained and had barely had time to warm in his possession.
"If you want it, I can give it to you."
"But I hope that after taking the ring, you can let us leave."
"We don't want to become your enemies, much less enemies of the Wang Family behind you."
He was conceding.
Although he was deeply unwilling to hand over the spoils he had obtained just like this,
the situation was stronger than the person.
His opponent was a Mid Divine King Realm powerhouse. If they fought head-on, they had no chance of victory whatsoever.
Using one ring to exchange for two lives—however one calculated the deal, it was still worth it.
However, he had still underestimated the old man's greed and suspicion.
"Oh? You're handing it over so readily?"
The old man looked at the ring in Yang Lingtian's hand.
A strange glint flashed through his eyes, but he did not immediately reach out to take it.
Instead, the suspicion on his face grew even deeper.
"Boy, are you playing that trick of retreating in order to advance against this old man?"
"You think that after handing over the ring, this old man will believe that you have nothing to do with that matter?"
"On the contrary, the more you act this way, the more it proves that you have something to hide!"
The old man's train of thought was bizarre beyond belief.
He