"This matter has nothing to do with you, you don't need to take any risks, and what they want is just a quota, not my life." Zi Chen said calmly.

"But if you don't let go of the token, they will kill you." Wushuang said.

"If that time comes, I just want my life."

After saying that, Zi Chen smiled at the three of them and walked out of the trading place.

All the war spirit stall owners saw this in their eyes. They remained silent, but when they looked at Zi Chen, there was admiration in their eyes.

Looking at Zi Chen's back, Lang Wei shook his head and said: "Watching my friend die is not my style, Lang Wei."

Wolf Wei followed.

Wushuang bit her lip lightly and followed suit.

There was light flashing in Jin Qingcheng's eyes. She didn't know what she was thinking at the moment, but she didn't hesitate too much and kept up with Wushuang's pace.

Zi Chen held the knife and walked out of the trading place.

Behind him were Lang Wei, Wu Shuang, and Jin Qingcheng.
Chapter completed!