Strong Support

Everyone was stunned.

The vendor who sold the elemental stones to Lu Benwei was so scared that he raised his hands.

"Heroine, please spare me. Let's talk this out."

"Move aside. I, Chu Yan, don't simply kill people!" Chu Yan said playfully.

At this time, everyone understood that Lu Benwei and Chu Yan were going to rob them.

"Lu Benwei, do you know what you are talking about?" Cong Jian smiled noncommittally.

"Do you want to be on bad terms with the Heavenly God Temple?"

"Hey, isn't our God Slayer's Club irreconcilable with the Heavenly God Temple?" Chu Yan smiled evilly.

"If it was someone else, I might have a bit of a psychological burden, but I'm more than happy to rob someone from the Heavenly God Temple!" Lu Benwei said lightly.

Cong Jian smiled noncommittally. "What a joke. Don't you know how much you're worth to deal with me?"