These people, fully armed, pointed their dark gun barrels at Juechen.
Moments ago, Casimond was looking tense, but suddenly it turned into a cold smile.
"So, are you that Eastern man's subordinate?"
"Hmm, you could say that!"
Juechen glanced around at everyone before his gaze returned to Casimond, speaking nonchalantly.
Casimond fixated on Juechen intensely and asked seriously:
"I'm curious, what exactly is that man's identity?"
"Not only can he bankrupt a millionaire with a single word, but he also has subordinates like you."
"I suppose you're from the Hidden Sect as well?"
Juechen ignored Casimond.
On his way here, Yang Yan had told him that these guys' weapons were extraordinary.
So now, he was carefully observing them.
He wanted to see just what these weapons, labeled 'extraordinary' by Yang Yan, really were.
But no matter how carefully he looked, these guys' weapons appeared no different from ordinary ones, eventually yielding no discovery.
