Sun Zhenzhi pondered silently in his heart.
He looked at Lin Zheyu as if he were looking at a delicious dish, ready for him to savor.
Before handing Xiao Yu over to the Wu Family and the Ning Family, Sun Zhenzhi planned to first get all the valuables from him.
"Okay."
Lin Zheyu responded softly to the words.
This world is blatantly one of the law of the jungle.
Situation is stronger than individuals.
In the Demon Suppression Army, faced with Sun Zhenzhi, carrying the power of the army formation, Lin Zheyu could only bow his head temporarily.
"Here is the storage pouch on me, please check it, Mr. Sun."
With a thought, Lin Zheyu produced five storage pouches from his clothes, all of which had their restrictions lifted.
In the storage pouch, aside from a Golden Core used as a backup energy source, and a few valuable magical artifacts seized from the assassin sent by Fan Hongwei.
There was nothing else of value.
