"You have a lot of treasures?"
Tang Hao's eyes lit up as he stared at the Daluo Swordmaster.
Gulu!
Just like the immortal spirit, he swallowed his saliva.
Sensing his gaze, the Daluo Swordmaster was taken aback. What's wrong with this kid's gaze? something's wrong.
Besides, if you want to look, just look. Why are you swallowing your saliva?
"Oh! 'This kid must be jealous of me. He's looking at me with envy ... That's true!' How old is this kid? in terms of wealth, how can he compare to an old Saint like me!"
"This kid is still a little too inexperienced!"
He thought to himself and felt even more proud.
He looked at Tang Hao with his nose in the air."Are you envious, kid? I'm telling you, this is nothing. I have many treasures! Tribulation weapons or whatever, I have piles of them here. There are also spirit herbs, they're simply like cabbages!"
