บท 1287: Plunder (IV)

Wang Wei looked at this middle-aged man with a subtle aura of demons and beasts. He was composed, as if he was confident in his abilities. This was odd since [Artifact Insurgents] were often looked down upon. So, Wang Wei had to wonder about this man's source of confidence.

"Who are you?" Wang Wei asked.

"A dead man does not need to know my name."

"So, it's Xin Tangtian," Wang Wei added, having already divined this much information. However, his actions made this guardian frown. Wang Wei was a master at controlling a conversation's rhythm, so with this simple move, the advantage was already on his side.

"So, Xin Tangtian, why are you so loyal?" Wang Wei asked. "Your oppressor is already dead. But instead of taking this opportunity to get some remuneration and running away, you're still doing his bidding. Why is that?"