Realizing this, the young man chased even harder, shouting at the same time, "Kid, if you know what's good for you, leave your valuables behind, and I'll spare your life!"
Lu Ye had clearly seen through his intentions, so he simply stopped putting on an act.
As soon as his words fell, Lu Ye, who was fleeing ahead, actually tossed out a Storage Bag.
The young man froze at the sight, never expecting Lu Ye to be so obedient.
He had robbed plenty of lone cultivators on the Cloud River Battlefield, but every single one of them had been stubborn as a stone in a latrine, refusing to yield no matter how he threatened them. Most had been caught and killed by him, while the few who survived were only those from the same faction. Even then, though they had luckily kept their lives, they had lost no small amount of wealth.
In any case, when he did this sort of thing, he would never expose his identity or origins, so even if someone wanted to seek revenge afterward, they would have nowhere to look.
So when he saw Lu Ye really toss out a Storage Bag, he actually felt a little unused to it for a moment.
But his reaction was quick as well. He immediately changed direction, and before the Storage Bag hit the ground, he scooped it up in one grab, then continued the pursuit right after.
He did not know what was inside this Storage Bag, and there was no way to open it in such a short time, but it was rare to encounter such a timid, trouble-fearing fellow, so how could he let him off so easily? Especially when what he had his eye on was Lu Ye's Spirit Boat.
"Lu Ye, he's catching