"Who you are has nothing to do with me. Don't say anything that makes people laugh." Mu Tianyan looked at Cao Fei'er, who was crying her heart out. His attitude was so cold that it could make one's heart chill.
After saying that, Mu Tianyan retracted his gaze. When he looked at the woman beside him, his gaze suddenly became gentle. "Wifey, there's no need to care about unimportant people."
"Alright." Lu Zijia smiled. "Then let's take the things on the stone table and leave. We should go somewhere else to take a look. Maybe we'll find something."
As the two of them spoke, everyone's attention finally fell on the wooden box, which was in the center of the stone table.
Seeing that Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan were about to take the things in the wooden box, Wang Tian couldn't be bothered to comfort Cao Fei'er anymore. He flipped his hand, and a pitch-black and sharp dart instantly appeared. Then, he immediately shot it out.
