"A family... Was that what you said?"
"No, didn't you say it?"
"No, I didn't, it was you who said it."
"Certainly not..."
It seemed entirely unimportant who had spoken the words.
Perhaps, for some reason, this might even become a mystery.
But after finishing this battle, and before dealing with the little girl who suddenly pounced on him with snot and tears, Lu Ping'an had some rather troublesome business.
He had to deal with his biggest Prize, the overwhelming "Reward" that was bearing down on him.
"...this Martial Destiny, it's too much."
Within the Eye of Truth, the entire world had plunged into "Darkness".
An excessive load of "Martial Destiny" bore down, frantically infusing into Lu Ping'an's body.
This wasn't just the Martial Destiny Lu Ping'an had accumulated through battles won; at least ninety percent of it was the converted "luck" of those bettors.
