At Chen Feng's words, even Liu Yidao, who was usually so frivolous, turned serious.
"No problem. We'll definitely let you see the splendor of the Chang Sheng Epoch."
"I only hope you won't cry in the end. After all, it hurts when I hit people."
"Ha ha ha!"
Watching Liu Yidao's provocation, Chen Feng, whose face was usually cold as ice, laughed.
Although the prodigies of the Chang Sheng Epoch had all kinds of flaws, their hearts were forever filled with boundless drive.
No matter how difficult the road ahead was or how powerful the enemy, they would never be afraid.
The prodigies of the Pill Epoch might handle matters more perfectly, but they always followed the rules, lacking a few traces of youthful spirit.
"Buzz~"
Threads of sword qi emerged from Chen Feng's body, while Liu Yidao placed his right hand on the hilt of his saber.
"Let's fight another day. We should handle the important matter first."
Just as the tension between the two sides was about to explode, Chen Mengjie, who had finished verifying their identities, spoke up.
At that, Liu Yidao and Chen Feng could only rein in their fighting intent.
"This is the Inner Courtyard. Go pick the stones you like first. We'll meet back here in a quarter of an hour."
Faced with Chen Mengjie's arrangement, Liu Yidao asked curiously, "Aren't you supposed to lead us in choosing stones?"
"Under normal circumstances, of course I would lead you in choosing stones."
"But if we want to win big this time, we'll need to gamble on luck in addition to relying on skill."
"You are all renowned prodigies. Your luck surely won't be bad."
"I believe you'll definitely turn twenty million Divine Source into two hundred million Divine Source."
After saying that, Chen Mengjie tossed