When Guan Tong finished speaking, another wave of laughter swept through the camp.
The long-haired, dark, and heavyset man, however, had a cautious look in his eyes. He figured an old man who could survive so many rules must have some real ability.
He gave a meaningful look, and the others in the camp understood immediately. They fanned out to the left and right, surrounding Guan Tong.
"Old man, it's impressive that you've managed to survive this long and even climb the mountain to take on my challenge," the long-haired, dark, and heavyset man said with a sinister sneer. "But there are a lot of us and only one of you. I'd advise you to cooperate."
"Exactly. An old fossil like you has a lot of nerve."
"Hand over your Sublimation Coins and tradable items nice and quietly, and we'll let you go back down the mountain. Otherwise, we'll be leaving your old bones right here!"
