The spring breezes were light as they swept Ou Yangming's long hair behind his back. After the silence, there was an uproar.
Wen Zhou was stupefied. He was the first to regain his senses and exclaimed, "This—is this a white Volcanic Ore?" He questioned because he still did not dare to confirm it. One could imagine how shocked he was.
Ou Yangming nodded with a smile and said, "I was lucky. I took one out of the magma, and it turned out to be a white Volcanic Ore."
"Hiss..." The sound echoed in the air, and the hall was dead silent again.
Ling Yue's eyes were burning, and his body trembled. He was so excited that he could not speak.
Zuo Fengyu looked as if he had seen a ghost, and his eyes lost focus.
Nonetheless, among the people in the hall, Deng Pan was the most furious. He was just about to step on Ou Yangming to gain Gu Gengren's favor, but he was slapped to the ground by reality. He was stunned.
