Just as Jilin secured the Luobao Jinqian and prepared to leave, the two figures in front of the formation snapped back to their senses, and one of them let out a furious roar.
"Scoundrel, hand over that treasure right now, and the two of us might spare your life!" The voice was like a thunderclap on a flat plain, laden with unquestionable ruthlessness.
Jilin raised his gaze, paused for a moment, and slowly turned his head. With his eyelids half-drooped, a flash of casual disdain crossed his eyes. He swept a glance over the two men as if looking at mere ants, and let out a scoff from the bridge of his nose.
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