The strong here were not all fools; some simply did not want to invite trouble.
But the greater world was full of wonders—there would always be some powerhouses who craved excitement.
And clearly, those still lingering before them were exactly that sort.
Ye Lin and the others had opened this secret realm, and now they had just emerged from the main tomb chamber. What that implied went without saying.
They had definitely obtained more than enough benefits within.
What remained was merely some trifling scraps that those before them had disdained.
Those scraps clearly did not interest them either. They intended to wait here and reap what others had sown.
"Friends, hand over some of what you have. I can guarantee that you will leave here safely."
"That's right, young friend. Hand over a little of the good stuff you found. Spend money to avert disaster, after all."
"Yes, yes."
The remaining powerhouses all stared greedily at Ye Lin's group.
"Spend money to avert disaster? I dare give it—do you dare take it?"
"Our Emperor has already dispatched powerhouses, and they are on their way. Once they arrive, not one of you greedy wretches will leave here safely."
"Right now, it isn't you giving me a chance. It is I who am giving you a chance. Disappear from before my eyes now, and I'll pretend none of this ever happened."
Ye Lin raised the Identity Token and smiled faintly.
Right now, it was not they who were giving him a chance—it was he who was giving them one.
Taking advantage of this gap, Ye Lin quietly led the others toward the secret realm's exit.
Before these fellows could react, they would slip away at once.
"Damn it! Stop them! If what he said were true, how could the Heavenly Saint