Since we can't find it, let's stop searching for now.
Lin Chen turned his head and looked at the final enemy.
The white-clothed man didn't expect Zhao Muran to disappear without a word, and clearly, Zhao Muran had come prepared, bringing an extremely powerful and peculiar magical treasure that allowed her to hide without being discovered.
The white-clothed man was immediately somewhat panicked.
The stock of protective magical treasures bestowed by the saints was still plentiful, but to face such a terrifying guy alone, he had no confidence at all.
Lin Chen flashed him a grin: "How many saint-bestowed treasures do you still have?"
The white-clothed man's expression was stern, and he said coldly, "There are quite a few, enough to exhaust you to death."
Lin Chen said with a laugh, "Oh really, then let's try and see who outlasts whom."
Panic flashed in the eyes of the white-clothed man; Lin Chen's calm demeanor left him uncertain.
