"If no one volunteers, we'll draw lots!"
Seeing that none of the three spoke, Chen Lin took out the lot-drawing cylinder and prepared to have them draw.
All three went pale, but none dared make a sound.
"Ah, my lord, Daoist Luo is awake!"
Just as the three trembled, about to decide their fates, the one closest to the bed suddenly cried out in excitement.
The other two hurriedly looked over as well.
Seeing that Luo Xing had indeed opened his eyes, they were flooded with the joy of having escaped death.
Now that he was awake, there was naturally no need to enter and investigate. They had survived this brush with death.
Chen Lin's face also lit up with delight. He immediately said in a grave voice, "The three of you may leave. You must not disclose anything about this to outsiders!"
Only Luo Xing knew about the Golden Nightmare Coins. They were far too valuable to let word get out, or powerful figures would certainly come knocking to seize them through trickery or force.
The three dared not delay. They bowed and withdrew from the room.
Chen Lin activated the Isolation Array, then walked over to the bed.
"How are you feeling? Is there anything wrong with your body?"
Luo Xing took a while to recover before struggling upright.
"Don't worry, my lord. I merely exhausted myself. It's nothing serious."
With that, he held out his hand, revealing a gleaming Golden Nightmare Coin in his palm.
Chen Lin's eyes brightened.
"What was it like inside? Was it still a chess match? Did the surroundings change?"
He took the Nightmare Coin and hurriedly questioned him.
If they could obtain a second Nightmare Coin, they could obtain a third and a fourth. The value of this scenario had risen yet