"More than thirty!?"
The Thousand Hand Granny yelled, nearly biting her own tongue.
People looked at each other, feeling a bit dazed. The Empyrean Marks were especially precious. It would be impressive for a person to obtain two-three marks.
Amongst the different factions, their juniors had also obtained Empyrean Marks, but they had less than a handful. Yet this damn fatty said that Yi Yun received more than thirty marks, did he think Empyrean Marks were freely sold on the streets!?
Especially those who had entered the mystic realm but were eliminated, failing the first round. When the fatty said that Yi Yun obtained Empyrean Marks as easy as picking them up, how could they accept it?
"Little fat bastard, what nonsense are you spouting!?"
"Damn fatty, have you woken up!?"
Many family clans' younger generation were indignant as they scolded him.
