Yang Fei's voice carried a flattering tone.
"How could I deceive you? That would be seeking death, wouldn't it?"
"How about this, I'll take you there now, but after you get the money, you have to let us go."
Mosika laughed heartily, "Of course."
"I've already said, I'm a merciful businessman. I only seek wealth, not blood."
He ordered some men to escort Yang Fei to the cave where the gold was buried.
At the same time, Mosika commanded his troops to guard the remaining Changfeng Squad members.
Three Swords and the others watched as Mosika actually believed Yang Fei's words.
Their gazes at Mosika were like looking at a dead person.
Mad Blade raised his hand, his voice also flattering.
"Sir, let me go with them."
"I worry that our friend here might get scared and forget the location of the cave."
Yang Fei understood and nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, let him come with me. We just arrived here and might actually forget the hiding spot."
