Battlefield seven, twenty sixth camp, above the snow capped peaks, a silver armored and winged Luo Feng stood. He was discussing with the staff from the Virtual Universe Company.
This scene was seen by two distant emperors.
"Look, the human Yang."
"It's him."
"All the other race warriors from the other camps in Yan Ji continent have all gone crazy searching for him. No one would expect him to be hiding here in the camp. Ha…the other race warriors would never be able to find him. Even if they knew he was here, they couldn't do anything."
"Do you…think that Yang actually got the treasure from the sacrificial tower?"
"I've been to the tower personally to check and there were battle scars about, it should be true."
"This Yang sure is lucky. Look, he's discussing with the staff from the Virtual Universe Company, he must have bought countless treasures."
"What's the point of being jealous, he got the treasure, what can you do about it?"
