The amount of gold coins in the entire black market could only be calculated with terror.
When the old man said this, Lin Ming's heart was also moved.
"I know what you all are thinking."
Lin Ming spoke coldly. They just wanted to save their own lives.
But now, they were also generous. One had to know that even when facing the pressure of a Tier 8 Mage, there were still people who wanted to resist.
But now, no one refuted.
"Young Hero, please take us in!"
Everyone spoke in unison again.
"Don't worry, no one will take revenge on you."
Even if Matthew had many friends, they would only run away when they saw the black fire in his body.
"You mean, Matthew is alone?"
As Lin Ming spoke, this was everyone's first thought.
"You can believe my words. Just leave without worry."
Lin Ming was too lazy to explain. Moreover, if he told the truth, it would bring great trouble.
"But..."