Lin Chen waved his hand and said, "No need for treasure. Do you think the three Elders are willing to fight again?"
The four Elders, colorful and jubilant, said, "Thank you very much, fellow. They have realized their mistakes; they are not enemies."
The Fourth Elder shook his sleeve, a gust of wind rolled, dispersing the dense fog, flew to the side of the Third Elder, speaking sternly, "Give up, old three, don't die for the Nirvana Yin Yang Supreme Eight Talisman Lotus. If you don't give up, don't blame me for not caring, as friends will find it unbearable."
The four Elders knew the meaning of Lin Chen's words. If the three Elders aren't concerned about losing the Eight Talisman Lotus Nirvana Yin Yang Extreme and choose not to be enemies with Lin Chen, Lin Chen can let it go. Otherwise, they would kill Lin Chen. Lin Chen wanted to kill Lin Chen. He held no grudges, and didn't kill for a living.
