On the surface, however, he still wore a frightened expression.
Of the seven disciples, three had yet to take out their Storage Bags to buy in. They had actually missed their chance at this windfall.
They were already regretting being slow to act.
One fellow with a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks rolled his eyes thoughtfully, then immediately sidled over.
"Senior Brother Han, since we're already here, why not let us join in too?"
"Sweeten the pot a little more, and maybe this brat will be tempted."
Han Fei considered it. Chun Xiaobai had clearly caught on and was starting to think of backing out.
But no one disliked money. Raising the stakes was indeed a good idea.
So he nodded. "All right!"
The sharp-faced disciple, whose name was Hou Liang, immediately ran over to Chun Xiaobai and coaxed him patiently.
"Senior Brother Chun, there are now seven geniuses' Storage Bags in the pot. Once you pass this village, you won't find another shop like this!"
"Why not give the challenge a try? What if... you win again?"
"Seven?!"
Chun Xiaobai pretended his eyes had reddened with greed, only to forcibly suppress it a moment later. He looked at the seven people before him and stammered.
"Th-this..."
Then his face took on a look of greed he could no longer contain. Gritting his teeth and stamping his foot, he shouted as though throwing caution to the wind.
"Then... all right!"
Elder Fu, who had been standing silently to one side, kept feeling that something was terribly wrong.
The brat looked foolish, but he was clearly playing a calculated game.
Yet on closer consideration, Elder Fu could find nothing suspicious about him.
Could he be hiding his abilities again?
Although the Cultivation World had no shortage of techniques that concealed one's