"Hmm."
"Just like the previous waves of Flying Heaven Warriors, they're always scheming, trying to acquire some treasures." Li Changzhou smiled and said, "I chased them away."
"They're just a bunch of jackals drawn by the smell of blood." Chen Hui said with a deep voice, "Back when Sang Qiu was here, who would dare come to our door?"
For many years before, the Sang Qiu Demigod had secretly protected them.
In fact.
During the Kunlun battle years ago, if not for the protection of Sang Qiu Demigod, Chen Hui and Li Chengzhou might have been in grave danger… but Sang Qiu Demigod ultimately died in battle.
"Let them come if they dare." Li Changzhou smiled and said, "No one would truly dare steal the treasures."
"If they really try, the Flying Heaven Puppets left behind by Little Yuan are not to be underestimated." Li Changzhou said.
Back then, besides Sang Qiu Demigod, Li Yuan had left behind several Flying Heaven Puppets to guard his uncle and aunt closely.
