What a filthy-rich blowhard thing to say.
Behind his helmet, Qian Xunji narrowed his eyes and looked the "number-one Clown King of the Douluo Continent" up and down.
Qian Xunji thought Seven Treasure City, home to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, might as well be renamed "Gotham City."
Could immortal herbs, treasures capable of defying heaven and changing someone's destiny, really be valued in a mortal currency like Gold Soul Coins?
Aromatic silk beauty could cause martial soul evolution.
After a supreme evolution, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda would become the nine treasures glazed pagoda martial soul.
The nine treasures glazed pagoda martial soul represented the possibility of becoming a top-tier support-type Titled Douluo, the legacy of a premier spirit master family, and a bright, beautiful future.
That was not something mere Gold Soul Coins could measure or put a price on.
It was one thing for Ning Fengzhi to be an idiot, but she was treating him like one too.
Being taken for a fool by a stupid Douluo native inexplicably irritated Qian Xunji. He felt insulted.
"What are you babbling about?"
"Barging into someone else's home without so much as a greeting. How rude."
Qian San spoke in a hostile tone.
These detestable intruders actually dared covet the immortal herb, aromatic silk beauty. They truly had chosen the way of seeking death.
Had he not been too young and too weak, and unwilling to damage the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well secret realm, Qian San would have attacked and killed these intruders on the spot.
"Brother San?" Ning Rongrong's pupils contracted at the sight of the little boy in the straw hat, and delight filled her heart.
The little boy before her, wearing a straw hat, a red vest, and blue trousers, looked every bit like the