"Huh?"
Li Yao was dumbfounded. He found it hard to believe. "So—so sordid!"
"So, what is going on exactly?"
Li Jialing looked at Li Yao suspiciously. "I don't know why, but I suddenly have an ominous feeling when I see Brother Yao's face right now. So, where is the legacy that can save the civilization of mankind and make us transcend millions of years?"
Li Jialing, Li Linghai, Lei Chenghu, and countless other experts who had received the gold keys all stared at Li Yao with burning eyes.
In the meantime, Boss Bai, Long Yangjun, the boxing champion, Xiao Ming, and Wen Wen, who had rejected the golden key, lowered their heads, deep in thought.
Li Yao was soaked in cold sweat.
"Fellow Cultivators, brothers, sages and heroes of the human civilization, please calm down and listen to me.
