At this moment, someone in the crowd raised their hand:
"Lord Wen Xishu, let me! I'll open the next jar."
Wen Xishu was very pleased:
"Sure, you go ahead. No problem at all, I appreciate your cooperation. However, I must say..."
"I don't intend to use such a precious thing as the finger on anyone else."
That person belonged to Lang Haidu's group. They were originally planning to rush forward, grab a jar, and then borrow the Godslayer's Finger that Wen Xishu had found.
But with one sentence from Wen Xishu, the person's actions were immediately halted, leaving them stuck in place.
Wen Xishu smiled and said:
"What I open belongs to me, of course. It can help me open more jars... draw more effective tools that can get us out of here."
"Earlier, I took a big risk to open the jar, so I feel it's fair to inform everyone here."
Wen Xishu deliberately paused. After everyone quieted down, he said:
