The two sides met, and the newcomers had come with ill intent.
"Were you the ones who got here ahead of me and emptied the hall of its treasures?"
The young man spoke, his eyes shining with a mysterious radiance, his presence imposing.
He and his attendants stood like a human wall, blocking the entire stone doorway and preventing Lin Fan and Heavenly God Qingyang from leaving.
"Fortuitous treasures belong to those destined to obtain them. You were a step too late. Who else can you blame?" Lin Fan remained calm.
"How dare you! My lord had long since set his sights on this place and considered its treasures already in his bag. You two thieves merely happened to get here first. Hand everything over at once!" an attendant barked.
At those words, Lin Fan's eyes flickered, revealing a trace of coldness.
Clearly, these people had blocked their exit and were determined to rob them, without a shred of reason.
"My lord is a direct-line heir of an Immortal Family. Offer up the fortunes you obtained, and if it pleases him, he might even take you two as followers."
Another maidservant spoke, her voice carrying a particular reverence and admiration when she mentioned the words "Immortal Family."
Everyone else present was much the same, taking pride in following and serving a young lord of an Immortal Family.
"Get lost! I have no interest in being someone's dog!"
Lin Fan's curt rebuke rang through their hearts like a sudden thunderclap, nearly rupturing many of their eardrums and making them cough up blood.
"Hah!"
In an instant, Feng Xinglie also released a Dao sound, countering Lin Fan's sonic attack, yet he remained calm as he stood there.
It had to be said that this young lord of an Immortal Family possessed a