"Everyone, as agreed in advance, here are the promised ten strands of the Power of True Lies. Each of you can initially receive one," Yao Qin spread open the palm of her hand, where ten golden threads twisted and writhed continuously, resembling tiny worms. "After tonight, no matter what everyone..."
Suddenly, a crimson aura hit Yao Qin instantly. With a boom, Yao Qin was completely ignited, instantly turning into a clump of black ash, the golden threads in her hand scattering instantly.
In the room, the woman squatting by the closet, the fat man who was eating, the long-haired man who was standing, another man, and the handsome man who had already walked to the corner. Almost simultaneously.
Strands of colored malevolent aura instantly burst out and tightly wrapped around the golden threads.
"Mine, they're all mine!!" the fat man shouted loudly. A crimson aura extended from his hand and tightly wrapped around the golden threads.