"I still say the same thing, why should I return something I snatched with my strength?"
Chu Ming's gaze swept over Qing Yan, and he said slowly. Although the inner sect disciple beside him was not weak, it was not enough to make him compromise.
Qing Yan's face looked terrible. To be honest, unless absolutely necessary, he didn't want to completely offend Chu Ming. After all, Chu Ming was a King Level disciple, and as long as nothing unexpected happened, his future was unlimited.
However, he wasn't generous enough to give away an Earth Level Low Tier magical treasure at will.
"If you want to snatch something in front of me, Wang Yuan, you have to ask if I agree or not!"
At this moment, the person beside Qing Yan said with a grin and stepped forward. A burst of Primordial Qi Force erupted from his body, making his white robe billow instantly.
"Wang Yuan is about to make a move!"
