"What the hell are you muttering about over there? You've been dawdling for a while now, are you coming in or not?" Li Chenfeng, leaning against the wall, glanced at Han Yi impatiently.
"Coming, coming." Han Yi, who had been talking to himself, jumped in fright and reluctantly handed over a storage ring.
"Two thousand lower-grade spiritual stones are all in there," Han Yi said, feeling the pinch.
"Alright, follow me." Li Chenfeng, who had seen countless contributions, had grown somewhat disdainful of these marginally lower totals.
Nonetheless, even a mosquito's bite has some value, thought Li Chenfeng as he put away the storage ring with a dismissive smirk.
He then led Han Yi to the Foundation Establishment Master.
Seeing the towering figure of the Foundation Establishment Master, teaching with the gravity and dignity of an immortal, Han Yi was filled with excitement.
Not daring to interrupt, he carefully found a place to sit down to listen carefully to the Master's teachings.
