His face paled at the thought of this possibility. Were they really planning to do that?
"Ming Fucheng, I'll give you two choices. One, give us something. Two, get trampled into mud by my Trike. Choose one."
An Jiuyue did not waste her breath on him. The demonic beasts had been stirring up trouble for long enough. It was time for them to exploit Ming Fucheng and leave.
"You…"
How detestable!
However, he could not do anything to them.
Should he let the triceratops trample him? Qian Jiyun could do that without bearing any responsibility. Demonic beasts were everywhere, and he wasn't the only one trampled.
"Alright, I'll give them to you."
He had no choice but to be sensible. He removed everything he had on him, including the items he had stored in the tent, and handed them to Qian Jiyun and An Jiuyue.
He would regard it as spending money to avoid disaster.
"Tsk tsk."