"Hahahaha! I've met my share of arrogant people, but never anyone as cluelessly overconfident as you! Running into me today means your death is certain!" the middle-aged man laughed.
"It looks like you already knew about the Three-leaf Golden Ganoderma in this cave. You must be pretty bitter that we got to it first, aren't you? Well, meeting us today means *your* death is certain!" Ye Tian scoffed.
The middle-aged man's expression flickered at Ye Tian's words. He did, in fact, know about the Three-leaf Golden Ganoderma. He had stumbled upon it once by chance, but the Eight-winged Golden Scale Python had been inside, and he hadn't dared to provoke it.
Back then, the python's enormous body and overwhelming aura had sent him fleeing without a fight. He had returned today precisely to see if the Eight-winged Golden Scale Python was still in the cave.
If it wasn't, he would seize the chance to take the Three-leaf Golden Ganoderma. If it was, he would simply flee again.
