Li Chang'an looked at Wu Ming and asked in a low voice.
He had already made up his mind.
'If Wu Ming won't sell, I'll just take it by force!'
'The seed is already in my hands anyway. All I have to do is fight my way out. This concerns my Dao path—I can't back down an inch!'
"Haha, Daoist Li, if you want this thing, just take it!"
Wu Ming's face was flushed with excitement. He laughed heartily, feeling better than he had in a long, long time.
For this day.
He had waited far too long!
A moment ago, when the other three had failed one after another, he had been on the verge of despair.
But Li Chang'an, the one he'd thought least likely to succeed, had permanently solved his problem!
Inside the secret chamber, the other three still found it hard to believe.
All of their methods had ended in failure. How on earth had Li Chang'an succeeded?
'Could it really be just through communication?'
