"What a joke, a mere ring being priced at one million Dark Pills, Qin Dongting, you're being far too arrogant," the Dark Heavenly Master raised an eyebrow, his face full of disdain.
You should know, if it weren't for someone asking him, he would never have stayed at a place like the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion to trouble two mere mercenary beginners.
For some reasons, he couldn't directly strike to kill or injure Qin Dongting, the only method was to take away his ring.
His mission today was to seize the ring on Qin Dongting's hand, thus disqualifying him from participating in the Mercenary Newcomer King Competition this time.
In this way, it would fulfill "that person's" purpose.
"Based only on the 'character' on this ring, I'm just pledging it. Agree or not, it's up to you to decide," Qin Dongting didn't even frown, now that things had come to this, he blamed no one.
