Hearing Wang Baole’s words and seeing Wang Baole’s gaze, as well as noticing his licking of his lips, the little fatty felt that something was amiss. He instantly recalled the many times he had been slaughtered in the fallen star lands.
“Who said I want this sword? I don’t want it!”Therefore, he instinctively shook his head, putting on a look of disdain, he raised his right hand and waved it. Immediately, he took out a crystal card worth ten thousand red crystals from his storage bag and threw it at Wang Baole.
“What I said just now is that this flying sword is not bad. It’s worth me spending 10,000 red crystals to take a look at it!”As he said that, the little fatty did not even look at the crystal card that he threw out and turned to leave.