Thinking of this, he could not help feeling flustered, yet his mouth still stayed hard as he said, "I don't believe you're not coveting those Nine Yellow Star Beads, fellow Daoist. Are you really not afraid of one more person coming to share them?"
Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Whether you believe it or not is entirely up to you, fellow Daoist. If you have the patience, then just wait."
Daoist Ji understood that he had been a step too slow in going out just now; during that span of time Zhang Yan had indeed had ample opportunity to send out a Flying Book, so these words were likely not empty. Thinking of this, he instantly felt endless regret: had he known it would be so, he should not have hesitated and delayed just now, and would not have fallen into the embarrassing plight of being trapped here.
But speaking to the root, this was an open scheme. If he wanted to live, he had no choice but to go up and fight for his life in this disadvantageous situation.
