Seeing this, Wang Tong let out a scornful laugh, then turned to Yang Chen. "Young Peak Master, how should we deal with them?"
"Senior Wang Tong, don't be in such a hurry." Yang Chen looked at Zhao Long.
Zhao Long was begging for his life, kowtowing until his forehead was bloody, yet he still did not stop. It made Yang Chen feel a sudden flicker of disgust.
"Zhao Long, don't blame me for not giving you a chance to live. The two people I want are named Qin Yutao and Ma Hongcui. If you can directly help me find them, then you may still have a chance to keep your little life." Yang Chen spoke coldly.
Qin Xueru felt grateful at the side. She had not expected Yang Chen to still remember her affairs.
Zhao Long's eyes were filled with despair. He said in a fluster, "Th-this mine has so many people. There are countless people with the same names. How could I remember..."
Before he could finish, Zhao Long's voice abruptly stopped.
Yang Chen's Triple Flames instantly pierced through Zhao Long's body, killing him on the spot.
"Since you don't know, there's no value in keeping you." Yang Chen said frostily.
His decisiveness was not much inferior to Wang Tong's. In the blink of an eye, not a single person in charge of the entire mine remained.
Yang Chen then pulled off Wang Tong's Storage Bag and kept it on him before looking toward the mine ahead.
"Senior Wang Tong, I intend to enter the mine next. You have no objections, do you?" Yang Chen asked.
Wang Tong held no ill feelings whatsoever toward Yang Chen. Along the way, Yang Chen had asked for his opinion before doing anything. That already showed him respect. With such conduct, Wang Tong