An overwhelming premonition of death engulfed Lin Yuan, as though he had fallen into an abyss and could never escape.
Death!
If I keep doing nothing like this, I'll definitely die!
Definitely!
Lin Yuan had never been so certain of anything.
His mind raced as he tried to figure out what he could do to quell Chen Mu's anger.
Although Chen Mu had worn the same expression from beginning to end.
It was often precisely this sort of person who inspired greater anxiety and fear.
Because Lin Yuan could not read what was going on inside his head at all.
"I know of a divine miracle site, and I'm willing to offer it to you, Young Master. Please spare my life!" Lin Yuan pleaded as he kowtowed.
He kept his head deeply bowed, not daring to raise it.
A divine miracle site?
Those words, combined with the Pangu Divine Blood Lin Yuan possessed, told Chen Mu something.
The Pangu Divine Blood must have been something Lin Yuan had obtained from that site.
He gave Ye Qingcheng a meaningful glance.
Ye Qingcheng nodded, walked up to Lin Yuan, and held out her hand. "Hand it over."
"Yes!" Lin Yuan dared not hesitate. He hurriedly took out a yellowed parchment scroll and presented it with both hands.
Ye Qingcheng accepted it, then returned to Chen Mu and handed him the parchment scroll.
Chen Mu unrolled the parchment. Sure enough, it was a map.
This old fellow really buried his secrets deep!
"If you harbor any disloyal intentions, you'll be killed without mercy," Chen Mu said, putting the parchment into his Spatial Ring.
At those words, Lin Yuan nearly wept with joy. He loudly pledged, "If I harbor disloyal intentions or act against you, Young Master, may Heaven's chasm swallow me! May five