"Favorite?"
"What does that mean? Could Commander Fei Tong's gift be even more precious than the Youthful Appearance Pill and the Tranquility Bead?"
"No way! The Ninth Squad is poor as dirt—how could they produce some treasure that would satisfy Miss Bi'er?"
"Judging by Miss Bi'er's certainty, there shouldn't be any mistake. Could it be that we misjudged it..."
Miss Bi'er's words were clear and ringing, like pearls and jade striking beside everyone's ears. Everyone froze.
She liked Fei Tong's gift the most? Was that real?
"Miss Bi'er, what... what did you say? I don't believe Fei Tong could produce a treasure more precious than the Youthful Appearance Pill..."
Yang Shuo's face twisted viciously.
He had just suppressed Fan Zhong, his strongest competitor, and had already believed victory was in his grasp. Never in his wildest dreams had he expected Miss Bi'er to say such a thing.
"I also like your Youthful Appearance Pill very much, but if we are truly judging their value, Commander Fei Tong's gift is the one I like best..."
Seeing Yang Shuo question her, Miss Bi'er replied.
This time, she made herself perfectly clear. Commander Fei Tong's item was the most precious. Saying anything further would mean questioning her judgment.
"He..."
Fan Zhong, standing to one side, had thought he misheard Miss Bi'er the first time. When he saw her confirm it a second time, his expression turned awful, and he nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood from sheer rage.
He had thought he was tripping the other man up, making him embarrass himself before everyone. Yet after all that maneuvering, he had become the biggest clown.
"Me?"
Unlike Yang Shuo and Fan Zhong, who were on the verge of collapse, happiness had come too fast for Fei Tong, leaving him somewhat