“You hypocrites only talk about etiquette and shame. Don’t tell me you’re just trying to save your face by not getting lost. You obviously want to fight with us to get a piece of the pie!”

As soon as the masked man finished speaking, the bearded-man standing beside him burst out laughing. “Every one of you cowards, is a hypocrite. It’s obvious you don’t want to give up the treasure and just want to find some ‘righteous’ reason to justify yourselves! We are not hypocrites like you, and you dare to fight us for treasure? Maybe you should take a good look at yourself in the mirror before that!”

him like this. He angrily pointed at the bearded man and shouted, “We

already tell from Heath’s tone that he was in actual fact scared and was forcing himself to talk back to

with laughter and swung his sky-opening ax to point at Heath’s face. “You hypocrites like to play tricks, and we, the Corpse Pavilion, have always hated you, hypocrites, the most. Hurry up and get lost if you know what’s good for you! Immediately disappear from my eyes. If not, we will

dog. Heath’s hands trembled slightly, and a myriad of colors flashed through his face like fireworks. The others’ expressions were similar to his while Jack’s expression was very calm from beginning to end. His eyes were fixed on the masked

stage of innate level. Jack rolled his eyes and thought to himself, Could it be that the masked man knocked down his cultivation in order to enter the Secret Place of Resources? But if this is the case, the sacrifice is a bit too

this masked man has fallen a level, he was once at the spring-solidifying

frowned, thinking how he should tell them what he knows and bring them to safety. It would be too

face turned black with

two forward. “Overstepped the line? Don’t you know that this is a world where the strong eat the weak? Weaklings like you

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