Li Chengqian looked at Qiu Qianhu with a dark expression and said coldly, "Indeed, I'm not that foolish; precisely for this reason, I can't give you the map."
He knew that as long as the map was in his possession, there was still a chance for him to survive.
Conversely,
If he handed the map to Qiu Qianhu, his opponent would definitely kill him without hesitation and seize his fortune.
Qiu Qianhu, enraged and ashamed, gnashed his teeth and said, "Li Chengqian, I advise you to be sensible. As long as you obediently hand over the map of the Land of Fortune to me, I swear to heaven to spare your life!"
"Otherwise, I will carve you into pieces even if it means losing the map, making you wish for death over survival!"
As he finished speaking, he unleashed a powerful aura.
Boom!
The terrifying aura erupted like a mountain flood, causing the towering trees around to sway violently.
"This old man's cultivation is indeed strong!"
