Gu Yuan could no longer feign death. He was clear that Yun Ran's relationship with the boss was merely cooperative, not that of a bona fide subordinate. Usually, when getting Yun Ran to do work, sufficient benefits had to be provided.
Now with just a few words from this senior, they want Yun Ran to hand over her own Magic Artifact, especially one like the Qiankun Ring—the fallout would be immense.
"Esteemed senior, with all due respect, this Qiankun Ring is the treasured artifact of Yun Ran's sect, I'm afraid she can't make that decision on her own."
Could the elder who spoke not know how precious such a Magic Artifact is, and that it couldn't possibly be handed over easily?
Of course, he knew, it's just that everyone has their own desires.
If they truly reach a critical juncture, these old folks—even if they have to die here to forge a path of survival for the younger generation—that would be proper.
