"Tiger, have you forgotten that thing on me? If the Sithur Family doesn't strive for such a heaven-defying artifact, it would be a waste of our title as the top treasure clan of the Sithur Family."
Sithur Fatty's face flashed with a hint of crazed brilliance.
"That Talisman absolutely cannot be used; it is the last resort for saving your life! It is also the iron order the Sithur Family Head gave to protect you!"
The leader of the black-clothed men, Tiger, suddenly turned stern.
His hand fell onto the hand of Sithur Fatty.
Bind him up! Take him away!
The other two immediately restrained the round body of the fatty.
Tiger's expression grew cold, as he too had great interest in the God-Sealing Panel.
But as he said, if Sithur Fatty weren't here, they might gamble their lives for a chance.
Now, with the only young master of the Sithur Family present, their bet was locked.
Even just now, using the Sun God Vine, the three of them actually held back.
Boom!
