The five Elders raised their cups and drained them. When they looked again at Liu Xiaolou carrying over the three sacrificial offerings, every one of them was rendered speechless. In the past, they would have rebuked him outright, but now he was already a Golden Core Elder, so it was no longer appropriate to scold him.
Elder Bai said, "Xiaolou, put them back."
Liu Xiaolou hurriedly agreed. Taking advantage of the chance to draw all the Elders' attention to himself, he brought up the old matter again. "Um, Wuchao Market..."
Elder Fu said, "Today is Most battle-pattern enhancements did not have any particular focus. Whether it was speed, strength, or defense, all of them would more than triple! If a warrior's own specialty lay in one area, then that aspect would naturally stand out even more.
But the real Han Luo had no idea how to tear through realms; he did not even know such a thing existed. This had also been his master's teaching method. His martial arts were like a great river—there was no need to touch the branching streams and myriad veins.
Speaking of which, competing against Wei Sa would probably make winning difficult. Still, competing with Wei Sa was at least not the humiliating business of competing against a wet nurse. Overall, it felt pretty great to see the gap between himself and a first-rate player.
The moment those words left his mouth, some clansmen whose emotions had already been running high began cursing one after another.
"Tut, tut." Wen Qin casually ordered a soda water, then opened her computer and prepared to log into the game. Bai Zihao ran over and brought the water back, but just as he was about to turn on the computer, Wen Qin covered it.
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