Watching Xia Feng offering treasures of his own accord, Wang Jingwen didn't know what to say.
What a difference in level!
Other people risk their lives to acquire a few treasures during expeditions to Mysterious Realms. Meanwhile, when Brother Shen embarks on such adventures, he just talks, and people not only run errands for him but practically clamor to present him with treasures. He is truly powerful.
"Rare and exotic treasures?" Shen Zhui glanced at the long sword and pills that Xia Feng had handed over.
The sword was a Fourth-Rank primary-level divine weapon. The pills were unidentifiable.
Shen Zhui's countenance suddenly fell.
Who would be contemptuous of this?
Was this kind of rubbish divine weapon worthy of a quintessential figure like himself who was in the Seventh Rank of the Divine Passage Realm?
