章節 779: Searching for the Power of a Martial Saint

"Yeah, it's just a broken ring, why are you so nervous..." Hanley Poe muttered softly.

Mallory Poe gritted his teeth and slapped Hanley on the face!

"Broken ring? Do you have any idea what secret is hidden inside that Spatial Magic Artifact?! You bastard!" Mallory Poe said through gritted teeth.

"I spent countless efforts to get that ring, and now it's stolen because of you!"

Hanley covered his face and whispered, "Well, can't you just get it back? Will Ethan Smith dare to offend our Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets?"

"If he were afraid of our Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, he wouldn't have hit you, you useless fool!" Mallory Poe said coldly.

"Let me tell you, if you don't find that ring back, I'll break your legs!"

At this moment, Hanley also realized that something was wrong.

He whispered, "Dad, what...what should we do?"

Mallory Poe took a deep breath and said, "We can only pray that he hasn't found the secret inside that Spatial Magic Artifact."