"Dear nephew, before things reach an irreparable state, I would rather not fall out with you. Hand over the Mountain Suppression Stone, and I'll immediately take my men and leave!"
Uncle Yu said with a fake smile, his words heavily laced with threat, "I believe you're not a fool. You know what choice to make!"
"Oh my, elder, how can you threaten a junior like this? Isn't that demeaning!"
Su Ran wouldn't buy into his tactics, pointed to the forces behind Uncle Yu, "Besides, you've got just this bit of strength, not enough to intimidate me?"
"What?"
Uncle Yu instinctively turned his head and was dumbfounded. Originally, there were more than two hundred thousand Human Race players, who scattered like birds and beasts, with most having run away, leaving only a small group turning into a circle, tinkering with something unknown.
Suddenly.
