Ten Thousand Years (3)

"Wait!" Fu Xu's complexion changed. Seeing that Ye Qingtang wanted to leave, he instantly replied. "If you don't believe us, I'll give you one item right now. You can take a look first before deciding."

Only then did Ye Qingtang stop in her tracks.

The little white tiger was very speechless.

Ye Qingtang truly perfected the skill of profiting from someone's misfortune now…

Ye Qingtang giggled on the inside but kept a despising look on the outside.

Helpless, Fu Xu retrieved a copper ball from his space ring and tossed it out of the boundary.

Living things would not be able to pass through this boundary, but non-living things could.

Ye Qingtang picked up that copper ball and placed it before her eyes.

"You're tricking me with this lousy copper ball?" Ye Qingtang had a disdainful expression.

Fu Xu almost fainted from anger.