Vada angrily glared at Ezra's leaving figure. His final words had been extremely malicious. It may seem offhanded, but due to the amazing ability he displayed earlier, there was likely no longer anyone who would come over to try their luck at rock gambling.
All the good stuff was already gone after all, and the remaining low-quality stuff was not going to be akin to winning the lottery.
Hence, these 10,000 Flame Rocks were basically now expired goods, incurring a loss of several tens of million spirit jades for the Pyre Pit Sect.
"Ezra Zephyr!"
Vada's eyes were red with rage, a sinister look surging within his gaze as he watched Ezra Zephyr leave.
While the fair was still abuzz with Ezra's previous display, the second floor had likewise also fallen silent for quite some time.
