“Friend, this treasure has a destiny with me. I’m sorry for this!”2

Long Chen smirked as he grabbed an oddly shaped jug. Beneath him lay an unconscious figure with blood streaming from his head.0

Around him, a sea of angry eyes glared, their gazes practically spitting fire. If looks could kill, Long Chen would have been shredded into pieces.0

“You damned one-eyed bandit! How dare you steal a treasure of the Heavenly River Gate?! Have you grown tired of living?! Do you even know the relationship between the Heavenly River Gate and the Brahma Pill Valley?!” one of them roared.2

“Oh, so you’re affiliated with the Brahma Pill Valley?” asked Long Chen in surprise.0

Sensing hope,...1