"Ling Chen, I told you, you'll regret this." Chen Derong said coldly, "While there's still a chance, if you hand over that corpse, I'll immediately lead my people to retreat and guarantee not to harm a single one of you. How about it?"
"I have another suggestion. You leave immediately with your people, and I'll ensure the safety of that corpse." Ling Chen replied, "I don't know if you've thought about this. Even if you take over this base, do you really think you can get that corpse? Have you not considered that I might have made some preparations?"
Hearing these words, Chen Derong's face darkened involuntarily, asking, "What do you want?"
"I think you should see, I have three lines of defense behind me. If all three lines of defense collapse, the corpse will be destroyed immediately. By then, even if you kill us all, you can forget about obtaining that corpse."
"Ling Chen, how dare you!"
