"Tribute... to the Japanese?"
Li Yan's eyelids twitched slightly, and he instantly exerted force underfoot.
Boom!
With a loud bang, Qin Chuan was kicked directly into the wall, dust falling like rain.
He slumped to the ground, coughing up a few mouthfuls of dirty blood, his snake-like eyes filled with fear.
"Explain clearly! Who did you give it to?"
Li Yan's voice was as cold as ice shards, "Where are the items? Where are those Japanese hiding?"
Though "Qin Chuan" looked terrifying, he was a cowardly, timid person.
Feeling Li Yan's fierce killing intent, he was scared out of his wits, struggling to shout, "Spare... spare me! I... I really don't know exactly where they are! They're elusive... the items... Granny Qing's Lifebound Totem skin and a few ancient artifacts passed down in the family."
"All... all given to the contact 'Mr.'..."
"'Mr.'?"
Li Yan crouched down, grabbed his collar, "What kind of person? Any characteristics?"
