"..."
Silence fell over the scene.
The surrounding skeletons framed the stone coffin, as if crying out soundlessly.
Zong Shen let out a cold laugh.
"And then?"
"What exactly are you trying to say?"
Those not of our kind are bound to harbor different intentions.
On top of that, ever since entering the Lost Desert, both the Outland and inner region had been filled with spatial traps.
It left Zong Shen deeply displeased.
He simply could not empathize much with this unlucky fellow whose entire clan had been wiped out.
Besides, from the looks of it, this guy had immediately tried to slap the lofty title of successor onto him.
Who knew what other traps might be waiting ahead?
His reaction caught the Lord of the Lost Desert somewhat off guard.
In his view, inheriting the Lost Desert should have been an immensely tempting prospect.
After all, this place held the treasures left behind by the entire Lost Desert Clan.
Even after the catastrophe, quite a few important Warehouses had remained intact.
They included two armory Warehouses belonging to Lost Desert Clan warriors, as well as the Lord of the Lost Desert's private treasury sealed beneath this place.
Any treasure hunter blinded by greed would probably have been thrilled the moment they heard the words "successor."
The calm he displayed left the Lord of the Lost Desert at a loss.
"Mm..."
"I can sense your wariness."
"What has made you so suspicious?"
"The hardships and dangers along the way were merely tests, and you have passed them."
The Lord of the Lost Desert guessed the reason for Zong Shen's displeasure and shifted to a patient, persuasive tone.
"Well said."
"I've already made it this far. Even if I bypass you, those relics will still be mine."
"Do you think I