"A powerful Tenth Stage warrior, in the end, there was only a single horn left?"
Looking at the horn the Little Miss handed over, Chen Tang didn't respond immediately, momentarily stunned. His heart was overwhelmed with complex emotions—life is truly too fragile, even for a Tenth Stage warrior.
In the midst of the current global upheaval, survival is the most critical thing!
"Boss, when those two guys engaged in their chase earlier, as they moved farther away, I saw that the fleeing Three-Eyed Pianuo was also holding a similar horn in his hand."
Limu spoke up at that moment, studying the horn in the Little Miss's hand with evident interest: "Looks like all three of them were after the beetle's horn."
"However, currently only the Three-Eyed Pianuo managed to snag one. The Golden-clothed Clan member was unwilling to accept this and chased after him to grab it."
