When Yang Jian called him a hoodlum, Lin Tian was so furious his nose nearly twisted out of joint.
"Hey, hey, Three-Eyes, that's not very moral of you! What do you mean, hoodlum? My feelings for your sister are sincere. Aren't they, Xiaolian? Believe it or not, I'll go to your uncle and your mother with betrothal gifts right now!"
Three-Eyes glared, his eyes wide with fury. "I don't approve!"
Lin Tian curled his lip. "Tch, as if I care whether you approve!"
In an instant, Yang Jian's temper flared.
Nezha took Yang Jian's hand and said, "Three-Eyes, this actually isn't bad. Sure, this fellow has a vicious tongue, but the way he handles things is pretty decent. He has a solid reputation in the Three Realms, and he's also
"a Saint's illegitimate son. You might as well consider it!"
After hearing Nezha's words, Yang Jian fell silent.
Lin Tian stopped paying attention to Yang Jian and immediately began opening the rough stones. Three stones had cost 180 million spirit stones, an exorbitant price, but it was nothing to Lin Tian.
In fact, Yang Jian had never visited Spirit Vine City either. Nezha had come to find him this time, and the two had decided to take a look around Spirit Vine City.
The Spirit Vine City Stone Market, where people could become rich overnight, was their destination.
They had never expected to run into his sister and Lin Tian by such a coincidence.
First, Lin Tian began opening one stone. Everyone else fixed their attention on it, eager to see what would emerge from something worth tens of millions of spirit stones.
Crack!
Whoosh!
A storm of time instantly spread out, and everyone fell into a momentary daze.
"Th-this is...?"
Everyone was dumbfounded, Lin Tian included.
Suddenly, Lin Tian