Son of the Saint King

Zhou Han's arrival immediately attracted everyone's attention. It was mainly the Origin Stones in his hand. These veterans could tell at a glance that they were publicly recognized trash in the Divine Source Pavilion.

Now that she had been chosen by Zhou Han, she would definitely be seen as a classic example of being rich.

The joy in Pei Qian's eyes intensified. No one thought highly of Zhou Han. Then, he would definitely win the bet.

Thinking that he could slap Zhou Han's face and be a prodigy of the Firmament Imperial City, if word got out, he would definitely become famous in the Nine Sacred City.

Facing everyone's mockery, Zhou Han was calm and composed and did not take it seriously. After all, the outcome was already decided. He was long calm.

The shop assistant wanted to say something but hesitated. He naturally wanted to persuade Zhou Han to change an Origin Stone.