"F*ck, Mr. Vermilion! Stop messing around. If the Divine Bow gets exposed, and word gets out, I'll be targeted by everyone!" Jared quickly refused when he realized that Vermilion Demon Lord intended to toy with his Divine Bow.
If even a single member of the Ghost Mask Sect were to escape and spread the news about the Divine Bow in Jared's possession, the number of people wanting to kill him would certainly increase.
"Look at your stingy demeanor. Rest assured, no one is going to get out of here alive!"
After Vermilion Demon Lord finished speaking, he promptly retrieved the Divine Bow from Jared's Storage Ring.
"F*ck..." Jared wore a gloomy expression, but he was powerless to stop it.
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