Just as Yun Qianli was thinking about it, she heard Yun Chujiu Sigh and say,
“Grandfather, it’s really a pity that the strange game went away. Otherwise, the huge amount of wealth would have belonged to our sacred mountain’s Yun family.”
Yun Yantian also felt that it was a pity, but one must be content. It was already very good to be able to take the lead in the grand meeting.
Hence, he smiled and said, “It’s alright. You Can’t force luck. You’ve made a great contribution this time. Do you have any rewards you want?”
Yun Chujiu said with a face full of shame, “Grandfather, I didn’t do well in the primeval sword sect this time. How could I have the face to ask for any rewards? ! As long as you don’t blame me, it’s fine.”
Yun Yantian’s original anger had long disappeared. He smiled and said, “It’s not your fault. It’s just a coincidence.
“Furthermore, even if you don’t go to the Primal Sword sect, the primal sword and Ya Zi will still appear. It has nothing to do with you.