Bab 3170: Zhong Miao Yin

When Han Sen won, Feng Yin Yin and Bao'er had already achieved victories of their own and returned. They had easily crushed their opponents.

Feng Yin Yin was delighted, but Bao'er was upset. "I couldn't go in and play. It was so lame."

"What is the point of fighting and killing? Why not just have a pet and take your fish for a walk? Isn't that interesting?" Han Sen laughed.

"The opponents are too weak," Bao'er said as she lifted her small lips. "This is pointless."

"From now on, there will be a lot of elites," Han Sen said to comfort her.

They left the God of Wealth Temple and returned to the Feng family residence. Jian Bu Gu already had lunch prepared for them.

"Mister Jian, this meat pie is very nice." Han Sen and Bao'er, the two of them, each held a meat pie. They kept scarfing the food down, dishing out compliments.