Zhou Sui nodded his head.
He only had one storage bag on him, containing merely two or three Immortal Crystals and some common materials. He was so poor his pockets were clean, naturally unafraid that others would covet his wealth.
He guessed that on seeing his storage bag, others would probably donate money to him.
Indeed, when Pengshan checked Zhou Sui's storage bag, he was stunned.
It was the first time he had seen such a poor cultivator of the Void Refining stage.
The previous three Immortal Crystals were already half of this fellow's possessions.
No wonder he pleaded with such a broad face for a refund of the entry ticket.
Having lost half of his possessions and gained no treasures, wouldn't he think of asking for a refund?
Of course, sympathy is one thing, but a refund was out of the question.
After all, no gambling house ever offers refunds to gamblers; there's no such rule.
"Ahem, I have finished checking,"
