Chu Linfeng saw the surprised look on the other's face and laughed, "Of course I'm here for you. You were planning to leave without leaving me the wooden token, which isn't fair. Your friend obediently handed over the wooden token and even gave me some Nether Stone. You know what to do, don't you?"
"You... what did you do to him? Did you kill him?" That Ghost Race member asked in shock, already suspecting the answer but wanting to confirm it.
"That's pretty normal. If you hand over the wooden token, you might not end up like him. A wise person submits to circumstances; you should understand that," Chu Linfeng laughed, not even knowing why he was bothering to talk so much with this guy.
"If you want me to hand over the wooden token, you're not capable of that. Although you have some skills, I'm not to be underestimated. In this Land of the Dead, there are many people stronger than you. Even if I can't kill you, someone else will," that Ghost Race member retorted dismissively.
