In fact, right under the wooden table in front of the ghost-faced man, there was a quick alarm device, but he knew that if he pressed it, he would only die faster.
These guard teams were mostly composed of Warrior Tier and Fierce Tier creatures of various races, and their equipment was fine, not much weaker than Awakened of the same level.
Having understood everything, Chu Xiu prepared to leave the room.
The ghost-faced man put on a flattering smile, "Sir, I've done everything you asked, could you spare my life?"
Chu Xiu nodded.
The ghost-faced man's eyes lit up, and he licked his lips again, "What about the 'Paradise Grass' we talked about before..."
With a flick of his hand, Chu Xiu tossed the wooden box back into the ghost-faced man's arms. His eyes immediately filled with wild joy, as if his addiction had long been waiting and he could barely contain it; as soon as he got it, he hurriedly reached for it.
