Once an arrow left the bow, there was no calling it back. Even if he got nothing but scraps, he would have to swallow it...
Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression shifted several times before finally settling into determination.
I refuse to believe I won't get even one Proficiency Capsule!
As he thought this, he still held on to hope.
Crack, crack. The jars were smashed open one after another.
With each burst of white light, his expression grew darker.
In the blink of an eye, all ten jars had been opened.
Golden Crocodile Douluo's heart went cold.
"What on earth did I just get?"
He looked blankly at Lin Xiao as he asked.
"Uh, it seems your luck really isn't very good. A customer named Huyan Zhen visited my Little Shop before. Your luck is on par with his."
Lin Xiao rubbed his chin thoughtfully before speaking in a solemn voice.
He had to admit, Golden Crocodile Douluo's luck was truly abysmal.
Lin Xiao looked over the items on the counter and failed to find a single useful one.
There was nothing but aquamarine, a Rusty Samurai Sword, and other items of that sort.
Black Elephant Huyan Zhen?
The brothers, Qian Jun Douluo and Demon Subduing Douluo, exchanged a glance, inwardly exclaiming in amazement.
Ever since the Little Shop had appeared, people had often come to open jars. Someone as unlucky as Huyan Zhen, however, was a rare sight. Who would have thought another would appear now-and from their own Spirit Hall, no less?
And he was none other than the highly esteemed Second Worship!
"This is too much. Far too much."
Golden Crocodile Douluo murmured under his breath, his expression gradually growing complicated.
"You wouldn't even give me a single Proficiency Capsule?" he suddenly asked Lin Xiao.
This is bad!