"Wu Du, your choice is correct. You need to think long-term."

Lian Rang paused deliberately, then continued in an icy tone:

“If someone is short-sighted, then they are of no use to me.”

Upon hearing this, Bald Wu couldn't help but tremble; Lian Rang's words were clearly a threat to them.

Xiao Qi bit her lip tightly, hiding completely behind the Ice Rose, not daring to show her face.

Wu Du snapped out of his daze and quickly followed Lian Rang's lead, continuing the conversation:

“You’re right, the dragon vein is indeed a valuable thing. If Brother Lian Rang can get it, we’ll be set for life.”

As Wu Du spoke, he secretly winked at Bing Qiangwei, signaling her not to clash with Lian Rang at this time.

After all, Lian Rang's condition was clearly not right at the moment.

They had all witnessed Lian Rang's ruthless methods. If they were considered enemies by someone like Lian Rang, even as fellow assassins, they would feel fear in their hearts.

Ice Rose never expected that Wu Du, who was always impulsive, would be so meticulous at this moment. On the contrary, Lian Rang, who had always been kind to them, suddenly turned fierce, as if he had become a different person.

"Since there are no objections, then come with me." Lian Rang said, then turned and walked into the pink mist.

Ice Rose frowned, still somewhat worried, and tried to persuade her again:

"But that outsider is extremely powerful, and he doesn't seem to have been injured after fighting the dragon vein. Wouldn't it be too risky for us to make a move now?"

Lian Rang sneered, his gaze fixed on the pure white figure radiating holy light in the distance:

“Antonio? I know him.”

Lian Rang's tone was full of disdain:

"He's nothing but a lackey of the Vatican; how can he possibly contend for the Dragon Vein?"