The Conspiracy of Cedar Village

"Ha ha, someone wants to come pick over our corpses!"

Pakura sneered.

"I told you that old man from Cedar Village was definitely up to no good. He was certain we'd die, so he sent people to loot the money off our bodies!"

Candle Tiger's gaze turned vicious.

Scorpion said calmly, "If you're talking about money, our corpses are worth more than anything else."

His words reminded them that bounties for their lives were posted prominently at the Bounty Exchange. Long Ye alone was worth five hundred million, and with the others added in, the total came to nearly one billion.

"Ah! You... you..."

Through the poisonous fog, the two approaching men finally saw Long Ye's group and staggered back several steps in shock.

They looked around. The ground was badly damaged, with deep cracks split across it—obviously the traces of Ibuse burrowing underground. Their hearts filled with even greater terror.

"Could it be that Ibuse was driven off by them?"

The same thought arose in both their minds.

Long Ye glanced at the Poison Wind Toad Skin they wore, which looked rather eerie, and tugged at the corner of his mouth. "So this is why you weren't afraid of Ibuse's poisonous fog!"

Lang Xing was highly skilled at reading people's expressions. Thinking that Long Ye was interested in the skin, he immediately shouted:

"You two, leave those two toad skins behind. Hurry up, or I'll take your lives."

The two men's expressions changed.

The two Poison Wind Toad Skins they wore had been lent to them by the village. There were only two in the entire village, and they could render the wearer immune to all poisons.

If they took them off now, they would be poisoned to death by the fog on the spot. This was no different