His Life Was Too Frail

Shi Haixuan's words effectively settled the nature of today's matter.

He commanded over ten thousand Abyssal Army soldiers, all stationed at Golden Lion Ridge.

He himself was also a Middle Fourth Grade Grandmaster, his strength overwhelming everyone present.

Xu Lantern-Bearer said with a smile, "Yes, Lord Xian, the Three-Thousand-Year Ebony Snake-Gall Fruit is an excellent thing.

Even I have never had the chance to eat one."

One was a lantern-bearer of the Cicada-Holding Directorate, while the other was a commander of the Abyssal Army.

Now that these two had spoken, everyone present turned their eyes to Xian Donglai, waiting to see how he would respond.

"You expect me to consume it just because you say so?"

Xian Donglai sneered as he closed the box's lid.

"This item has another use for me. If Yang Ling does not wish to trade, then this transaction ends here."

At this point, even a blind man could tell that something was seriously wrong.

Shi Haixuan said in a deep voice, "Xian Donglai, open the lid. If you dare destroy that item, I have the authority to kill you on the spot.

Do not forget where you are. This is the Abyssal Beast Grotto.

Here, neither the Divine Guard Bureau nor the Myriad Affairs Bureau means a thing.

Only the Cicada-Holding Directorate stands on equal footing with our Abyssal Army."

"Commander Shi speaks reasonably."

The two lantern-bearers nodded with smiles, their eyes fixed directly on Xian Donglai.

Xian Donglai's expression darkened, but the corners of his lips curled upward.

"You Abyssal Army and Cicada-Holding Directorate truly intend to make a move against me? I do not care, but I fear our Bureau Chief might not be able to swallow this insult."

"You dare threaten me without any evidence? I could just as well accuse you