บท 143: Uruk Family's Tradition

The Fire Dragon Scepter on the stage stood rooted to the ground. He was even more confused than Jill.

"I... Am I destroying an S-rank exotic beast weapon with my own hands?”

"This mutated beast weapon costs at least 100 million Azure dollars, right? But I haven't even paid off the loan for the seaside villa on Shallow Water Island!”

"If I had known this would happen, I would have handed it over to that idiot, the Dark Swordmaster…"

What should he do?

Cold sweat dripped down from the Fire Dragon Scepter's head.

People with normal hair would only see sweat on their foreheads, but the Fire Dragon Scepter was covered in crystal beads of sweat.

This caused the Qian Clan's Class A expert to be stunned. Could it be that this fellow was trying to scam me?

So he carefully raised his shield and retreated, standing in the same place as the host.

After more people reacted, the entire venue burst into laughter.