After Zhou Li finished speaking, he edged closer to the three beside him, his expression changing drastically as he stared at Elder Qi.
The old man in blood-red robes frowned slightly at his words, seemingly not expecting this rogue cultivator to dare defy him.
Wisps of killing intent rose from the old man, and his blood-red robes stirred without wind, giving everyone the feeling of facing a ferocious beast.
"Brother Ye, Brother Shen, this Crimson Sun Sect elder is pressing us too hard! He's bullying me now, but I'm afraid it won't be long before it's your turn!" His face filled with fear, Zhou Li turned and roared at the other three.
A mocking look appeared on Xu Yan's face. He was certain those three would never offend the Crimson Sun Sect cultivators for Zhou Li's sake.
Sure enough, as soon as Zhou Li finished speaking, impatience crossed Shen Changyun's ruddy face. "You're worrying too much, Junior Brother Zhou. Senior Brother Qi merely wants you to take the lead. If you scout ahead and encounter that Spirit Treasure, won't you have the first chance to seize it? If you successfully claim it, the Patriarch will certainly credit you with the greatest contribution."
He truly was a deeply scheming man. Through Shen Changyun's tongue, Elder Qi's attempt to make Zhou Li a sacrificial pawn had somehow become a heaven-sent opportunity.
Ye Yun sneered inwardly and hurried to voice his agreement.
"You... I'm not going!" Their attitudes sent Zhou Li into a fury. The four of them had already secretly agreed to stand together, yet the moment Elder Qi pressured them, these two completely disregarded whether he lived or died.
Before his words had even faded, Zhou Li had already turned into a streak of light and flown back the way they