Ye Chen fell into contemplation.
As a man who is never impulsive, possessing both charisma and wisdom, once he enters a state of thought, countless ideas come rushing like wild horses galloping wildly.
Ideas appeared one by one, only to be dismissed again.
Moments later.
Ye Chen finally understood why so many people like to be reckless!
Being reckless is the simplest.
But given the current situation, recklessness was not an option.
Ye Chen transmitted his voice into the Sword Tomb: "Master Legs, how was that arrow, fun?"
Master Legs: "Brat, weren't you going to those five terrifying beings' lair in the forbidden zone to steal something? Why haven't you got any results yet?"
Ye Chen: "…Picking something up openly, how can that be called stealing?
As for the results…
Hehe… ordinary items are beneath my notice.
Anything below divine level placed in front of me, I wouldn't even bother to look at.
Even among divine items, I don't want just anything.
