The man in the black robe chuckled!
He only ran into Long Xingtian, after all!
With just that much skill, it was impossible to catch up to him.
Just as the man in the black robe thought he had escaped far enough and was feeling quite pleased with himself, the figures of one tall and one small appeared before his eyes. They were none other than Ling Yun and Little one.
"You've got quite some nerve."
Ling Yun looked at the man in the black robe with a mocking expression and said with a cold laugh.
"Who are you?"
The man in the black robe stepped back a few paces, fixed his gaze on Ling Yun with a cold, viper-like stare, and asked in a hoarse voice.
The man in the black robe prided himself on his formidable strength and matchless mastery of poisons. Having roamed the esper world and rarely met an opponent, he never expected this young, fair-faced fellow before him to not only be an expert, but to possess strength even greater than his own. This truly baffled him.
"You aren't worthy to know."
Knowing that Ling Yun was stronger than him, the man in the black robe felt quite wary and his tone became much more humble when he spoke.
Seeing the murderous intent surging in Ling Yun's gaze, the man in the black robe couldn't help feeling a sudden panic in his heart. He hurriedly said, "Spare me this time. If you are willing to show mercy today and let me leave, I'm willing to transfer five million US dollars to you as a way to make friends with you. How about it?"
Although five million US dollars was not a small sum, how could Ling Yun possibly care?
Even the usual little miserly one