For ordinary people, five million is indeed a lot.
But for the richest man in the world, what's five million really? Just a tiny fraction.
It probably isn't even enough to cover one day's expenses.
"..."
The Book Fairy remained silent, with nothing to say.
Because Xu Wenze's words were true, if there really were a treasure that could move Zhou Sui's heart, no matter what consequences it brought or what disasters it waged, he would definitely take it back.
It was precisely because these extraterrestrial treasures were considered trivial, barely worth noticing, that he bothered not to care about them.
"What?!"
Upon hearing this, the face of the Immortal tool, Great Subtlety Divine Furnace, turned green, wishing to burst out immediately. What on earth did the Sect Master of Xuan Huang Sect mean by not caring about his Great Subtlety Divine Furnace?
Even knowing of its existence, he disdained to give it a glance.
