"Bang——"
After a loud noise, the stone shattered in response.
Those with boldness slowly opened their eyes to sneak a peek, wondering if the young girl was still breathing, only to see Baliang's eyeballs move and, with an expression of disdain, brush off the shattered stones from her body and stand up from the ground.
The anticipated spitting of blood did not occur.
She looked quite lively and hopping around.
The crowd was unsure and astonished, but upon hearing a loud cheer, they all looked over, and Mingshu was wiping away tears, crying emotionally, "Go Yun Zhi, bring the silver, reward!"
As she spoke, she turned her head to look at the stunned crowd, "The effect we want is just like this, understand?"
The legs of the crowd went weak, and their faces showed resistance: No... they didn't really want to understand.
Looking at the bright white silver, Baliang's eyes glittered, almost as if glued to it, and his whole being shone with excitement.
