Only then did Yang Zhi have the chance to carefully size up this strange uncle who had suddenly barged in. This uncle looked quite strange just now, but he didn't seem so strange now. Moreover, he looked more amiable. However, no matter what, it was precisely because this uncle suddenly spoke that the kid reacted. Otherwise, he would definitely not have been able to react when he suddenly did not notice. Yang Zhi still thought that way.
Yang Tianqi protected his son behind him and looked at Li Yuanqing solemnly.
The little beggar stood in front of Hall Master Wang. He had left after winning just now, but he was suddenly called back by Hall Master Wang. No one knew what was going on.
Li Yuanqing took out the Lingzhi Grass and handed it to Yang Zhi.
Yang Zhi looked at Li Yuanqing strangely, not knowing what this uncle was up to. Hadn't he already lost this thing? Why was he giving it back now?
"I've already lost. This Lingzhi Grass is no longer mine."