"Hmph! I don't need any favors. I only need Bone-Corroding Fruit. If you have any, take them out now. If you don't, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
An unbidden show of kindness concealed either treachery or theft.
Chen Lin had no desire to waste more words on them and spoke coldly.
At the same time, he unleashed his Golden Core Stage pressure, bearing down on the three of them.
Although he withdrew it immediately and had not used his full strength, all three felt as though lightning had struck them and stumbled back several steps.
The young man wearing feathers received special attention. He fell straight onto his backside, his face turning pale.
"S-Senior, please calm your anger! We meant no offense!"
Alarm spread across Jin Chenyu's face, and he hurried to explain.
He had guessed that Chen Lin's cultivation would be high, but he had never expected it to be this high. Chen Lin seemed even stronger than his father, the tribal chief.
Facing such a powerhouse, he no longer dared employ his petty schemes. He immediately took a box from his Storage Bag and opened it, revealing ten oddly shaped fruits.
They were indeed Bone-Corroding Fruits.
With a casual beckoning gesture, Chen Lin drew the box into his hand. After checking that everything was in order, he put it straight into his Storage Bag.
Then he said, "Don't say I bullied a junior. I'll take these, but I'll still pay you properly. Tell me what you need-pills, talismans, or Spiritual Tools?"
Recovering from his fright, Jin Chenyu hesitated, then gritted his teeth. "Senior, I don't need any treasures. I would boldly ask you to help me with something..."
Before he could finish, Chen Lin stopped him with a wave.
"Say no more. I have no interest in