The purple-gown old man: o(╥_╥)o
The eternal stage white-robed elder and the feminine youth had forgotten about him. Leaving him alone in this terrifying place was a little too much.
"Pfft!" Yu Xiangxiang couldn't help but laugh out loud. She covered her mouth and said, "Did they forget about him?"
The surrounding onlookers were caught between laughter and tears. They looked at the purple-gown elder with strange expressions. A universe-stage martial warrior had been left out here. How tragic was this?
"Ahem, how are you going to apologize to me?" Wang Teng looked at the huge bumps on his head and coughed awkwardly.
"I don't have any Chaos Coins. I only have UC. I have a total of 3 trillion. I can give it all to you," the purple-gown elder said hurriedly when he saw that Wang Teng was greedy. He wanted to save himself.
"Hmm, I'll reluctantly accept your apology," Wang Teng nodded lightly.
3 trillion UC was not a small amount.
