Yang Chen came straight to the point. "I came to the Jiuji Mine range to find two people. One is called Qin Yutao, and the other is Ma Hongcui. If possible, I would like to ransom them. I am willing to spend some spirit stones for it."
"Heh heh, ransom them? What do you think this place is? Once you enter the Jiuji Mine, there is no way out!" Zhao Long barked.
Yang Chen's expression darkened.
Zhao Long, however, was quite pleased with himself. Seeing Yang Chen's face turn gloomy, he sneered openly, with no intention of taking back his words.
In truth, people coming to the mine to ransom others was quite common. If the price was high enough and the people inside were still alive, the Ling Nü Sect would not refuse to show some courtesy and would soon release them.
By rights, he should have named a price for Yang Chen. But when he saw that Yang Chen was so young and had already reached the Earth Martial Realm peak, a wave of jealousy rose in his heart.
He himself was considered a genius in the Ling Nü Sect. Yet because his skills fell short of others', he had offended one of the sect's top geniuses and been banished to this godforsaken place where even birds would not shit. If not for the few connections he had, he might not even have managed to secure the position of person in charge.
He was filled with jealousy toward geniuses younger and stronger than himself.
So what if you were talented? He would let Yang Chen taste what trouble felt like.
Yang Chen clearly sensed the malice coming from Zhao Long. But for the sake of Qin Xueru's parents, he endured it.
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