"Excellent!" Li Qingcang's eyes lit up as he nodded emphatically. "There's no time to lose. Everyone, please lend me a hand. Let's head to the entrance and set up the formation!"
With that said, the group prepared to depart.
"Hold on."
A lazy voice suddenly rang out, halting the group in their tracks.
Chu Fan rose to his feet, patting the dust from his clothes. He looked at Li Qingcang and said, "All that ore you guys worked so hard to mine? Just hand it over to me for safekeeping."
"Huh?"
Li Qingcang staggered, nearly tripping over his own feet. He stared in astonishment. "That won't be necessary, will it? I have a Sumeru Ring with more than enough space. I can keep it perfectly safe myself."
Beside them, Wang Yiyi couldn't help but roll her eyes.
But Chu Fan looked completely serious, speaking in a grave tone, "How is that the same? What happens if you kick the bucket?"
A vein twitched on Li Qingcang's forehead. He gritted his teeth. "What do you mean, 'kick the bucket'?"
