"No... no, don't, junior, don't take it away. I'm begging you—give it back to me. Don't take it away."
The moment the green bead reached Li Xiaoyao's hand, the Mountain God's panic-stricken voice rang out.
Li Xiaoyao ignored the Mountain God and simply played with the green bead in his hand.
"Xiaoyao, this Mountain God seems like a decent fellow. Give him back what you're holding. Without that green bead, he'll die."
"I found a good place. I'll take you there—there must be something extraordinary inside."
Just as Li Xiaoyao was about to put away the green bead and study it later, a familiar voice sounded beside his ear.
Looking up, he saw Ye Lin before him, dressed in a blood-red robe and smiling at him.
Li Xiaoyao looked strangely at Ye Lin, then turned to glance at the half-dead Mountain God beside him.
"Is that so? Fine, I'll give it back to him."
After Li Xiaoyao spoke, the smile on Ye Lin's face grew even wider.
The instant Li Xiaoyao handed the green bead to the Mountain God, the Wind Thunder Twin Hammers slammed into Ye Lin's chest in a flash, blasting his entire body flying.
"Li Xiaoyao, what are you doing?"
In the distance, Ye Lin barely steadied himself and glared furiously at Li Xiaoyao.
"Heh, you counterfeit. What are you putting on airs for in front of me?"
"Your imitation was very good, but it still wasn't good enough."
"First, Ye Lin wears a mask whenever he goes out. You don't have one."
"Second, Ye Lin would never stop me from taking an opportunity that belongs to me."
"Third—and this is the most important point."
"Ye Lin is far more ruthless than I am. What does the Mountain God's life or death have to do with me?