He pointed at Li Ji'an's nose, his eyes filled with even more resentment: "You see that my achievements have already surpassed yours, and you're afraid I'll take the Nine Infant Profound Ginseng, so you deliberately let me die without saving me!"
"I will definitely report today's matter to the Ye Race, accusing you of neglecting public duties for personal reasons and intentionally harming allied forces!" Master Mo Chen's words were sharp as knives, with a threatening tone, "If the Black Stone Mine is lost, the blame will all fall on you, and the Ye Race will not let you off lightly!"
Upon hearing this, Li Ji'an suddenly let out a light laugh.
The laugh was plain, yet carried an air of knowing mockery, causing a tremor in Master Mo Chen's heart.
