Zou Shaolong was unable to hold his face, flushed red with embarrassment.
Thinking back to the moment he proudly presented five hundred Source Stones and five Longevity Spirits, he thought highly of himself, assuming Xiao Yi and his companions were inexperienced in the ways of the world.
But then, observing Xiao Yi's casual and effortless gift in return—a thousand Source Stones.
The Source Stones lying within the ring were like an invisible palm fiercely slapping his face, sending a burning, stinging pain to both cheeks. It felt as if a beggar was flaunting a Silver Ingot found from the trash in front of the richest of the rich!
It was truly a shameful debacle!
