"We…" When Duan Ye started speaking, Feng Jiu suddenly interrupted.
"You should know about Hell Mountains, right?" She smiled. "We want to invite you along. Are you interested?"
"Hell Mountains?" Ning Lang glanced at them, shook his head and promptly replied. "Not interested."
"That place has plentiful natural treasures, spirit stones and crystal cores." She smiled with her eyes narrowed.
"I only know that it's a dangerous place. If I go in, I won't be able to get out." He shook his fleshy palms. "I'm very busy. I've been buried in account books recently and have no time to go out."
"Reportedly, the age-old elixirs there can be sold at sky-high prices. Are you sure you are not going? Besides the beast crystals, Hell Mountains yield all kinds of beautiful gems."
Ning Lang's eyes jolted at those words. He shot a glance at Feng Jiu, hesitated and shook his head. "I'm still not going. It's too dangerous."
