wealthy elite. But for this nine-year-old boy, it was the culmination of over a thousand days and nights of sweat and toil! He couldn't count how many times he swung his hammer to earn this money, no...Lan Buzi stood beside the competition stage, her face grim. She didn't go to the rest room today; she didn't want to see that person at all, let alone talk to him. 。For some reason, she, who was always very well-mannered, would lose control of her temper whenever she faced that person. 。

Lan Buzi cursed someone viciously in his heart.

"Achoo!" In the resting area, Tang Wulin sneezed and rubbed his nose helplessly, looking out. 。This is someone cursing themselves! When one's spiritual cultivation reaches a certain level, they will have a sort of subconscious awareness of things related to themselves. 。The Thousand-Year Terrace Pavilion was sitting on a sofa across from him, much farther away, with his eyes closed in meditation. 。 prompting ten seconds and the option to choose the Demon Lizard Dragon Soul Spirit 。Yuan En Ye Hui waved her hand at Tang Wulin, laughing. How could she possibly choose someone as fragile as him! He'...