446 Shocked

"If we do not join your gang, how much do we need to pay for an ice-armored beast?" A middle-aged man in his 40s or 50s asked Han Sen.

"An A-Class Saint Hall license of the evolver level," Han Sen said determinedly.

"What? An A-Class Saint Hall license of the evolver level for an ice-armored beast? Why don’t you go rob someone instead?" The man shouted madly immediately.

Many people also accused Han Sen of being shameless. Some even tried to snatch a body on the back of the golden growler.

This was just human nature. Many people could go through hardship with you together, but could not share your wealth, let alone watch you become fortunate.

"Ouch!" Han Sen made a sudden move, and the cursed wolf dagger suddenly cut off the hand of someone who had touched the golden growler to snatch a body.