He didn't expect that two of the swordsmen he had invited would have such an encounter.
"How much did you win from him?" The third young master walked to the side of the sword burial pool and sat down as an honored guest.
Mad sword kept his mouth shut, his expression ugly.
"A few hundred billion Liang Yuan and a blood snake sword," Xia qingchen replied calmly.
The third young master, who had been smiling, stopped smiling and said in surprise, ""A few hundred billion?"
Even the third young master of the military Palace felt that this number was unusually large.
"A small amount of money." Xia qingchen spoke calmly.
A few hundred billion is still a small amount?
The third young master re-examined Xia qingchen and couldn't help but laugh, thinking in his heart, this person can really put on an act.
