Overawe

"Oh?" Chi Mei could not help but be surprised.

He was an expert of the Saint Realm. Faced with his powerful aura, even an expert at the Peak of the Yang Void Realm or the Half-saint Realm would shiver in horror. At this moment, even though Jian Wushuang was suppressed by his aura, he was still as cool as a cucumber.

"Mr. Chi Mei, you don't need to know who I am. You only need to know that what you want is in my hands." Jian Wushuang turned his hand over, taking out the long pitch-black spear and the Wrath of Gale and Thunderbolt Manual.

The eyes of Chi Mei and Old Weirdo Yunyang both lit up.

They came here for those two treasures, so they attached great importance to them.

"I'll give you the two items after everything is done, as long as both of you follow my orders during this trip to the Ice Nether Valley... Do you have any problem with that?" Jian Wushuang said coldly.