Qin Shaofeng watched the City Lord roar without end, and found it utterly ironic.
Who exactly was refusing to let whom go? Did this City Lord really not know?
"A supreme divine artifact like the Qiankun Mirror should not fall into the hands of petty villains like you."
Qin Shaofeng reached out and swiftly seized the Qiankun Mirror in his palm.
Seeing the Qiankun Mirror vanish, City Lord Hua Cheng went even more insane. With a roar, his hair instantly came loose, his eyes turned scarlet red, and dense black patterns spread across his face.
He had gone berserk already?
Qin Shaofeng found it quite unexpected.
How far had things even gone? He was curious—his body, empowered by Blood Demon Power, had not gone berserk, so how could these people go berserk at the drop of a hat?
He did not quite understand. Then he raised the Qiankun Mirror and spoke thoughtfully.
"City Lord Hua Cheng, what do you think would happen if you died beneath the treasure you worked so hard to obtain?"
City Lord Hua Cheng grew even more crazed. Then he said mockingly.
"Stop spouting nonsense here!"
"You simply do not have the ability to wield the Qiankun Mirror."
He burst into booming laughter and lunged at Qin Shaofeng as swiftly as a cicada pupa shedding its shell.
Qin Shaofeng sidestepped, then shone the Qiankun Mirror upon City Lord Hua Cheng.
Just as City Lord Hua Cheng had said, the Qiankun Mirror was indeed like an ordinary mirror.
But in Qin Shaofeng's eyes, that was no problem at all.
He lightly bit his finger open and dripped the blood from his fingertip directly into the Qiankun Mirror.
Seeing this, City Lord Hua Cheng's tone turned mocking once more.
"You think a single drop of your blood can