Seeing Ling Han rake in wealth crazily, Wen Yi Jian couldn't help but utter, "I don't get a share?"
"Junior Brother Wen, you come from a large sect in the east region, how could you possibly want such small things." Ling Han's hands moved nonstop, and soon over twenty spatial rings were shoved into his pocket.
Damn, three-star Origin Crystals, who said he wasn't interested? However, being branded by Ling Han as such, he couldn't grab ahold of this matter anymore, and said seriously, "Since you also received those coordinates, we're destined to be rivals in the future!"
"Maybe not, maybe we can take the treasure together!" Ling Han said smilingly.
"You think that's possible?" Wen Yi Jian sneered; a god's treasure-trove, who didn't want it all for themselves?
"Why not?"
Seeing Ling Han full of smiles, Wen Yi Jian instantly felt puzzled, shaking his head as he said, "You're truly a strange person."