"Senior brother, someone's inside."
Liou Yunfeng stepped out of the small hut, caught sight of Xu Yang, and showed no surprise at all—he winked at Xu Yang, then quickly slipped away.
Xu Yang paused slightly at the door, then strode in.
Inside, Tuoba Hongyu sat cross-legged on the bed, her face pale as paper.
She slowly opened her eyes at the sound of approaching footsteps.
Upon seeing Xu Yang, her slender eyes quivered faintly!
After a brief deathly silence, Tuoba Hongyu offered a desolate smile: "You ought to mock me."
She'd tried time and again to control or kill Xu Yang, and not once had she succeeded!
And in the end, she had fallen to such a pitiful state!
"Is there any point?"
Xu Yang replied without the slightest care.
"Indeed, there is no point!"
Tuoba Hongyu took a deep breath, stowed away her pitiful smile, and fixed her gaze on Xu Yang: "I suppose I have no choice left!"
"The Barbarian Race's treasured artifact—I will give it to you!"
