225  Lost Treasure

"Hah, just a motley crowd of losers who can't take a blow!" 

Chen Chen smirked smugly. 

At this moment, an angry face was right in front of him. She turned out to be the Saintess of the Haoran Sword Clan. 

"You bastard! How could you do such a thing in public? How can Xishuang face anyone in the future!?! And what were you talking about regarding those 700,000 to 800,000 Spirit Stones? How can you spout nonsense just like that?" 

'What a pleasantry, it's 700,000 to 800,000 Spirit Stones we're talking about! I don't even have Spirit Stones that swell!' 

After saying that, she grabbed the storage rings in Xia Xishuang's hand and sensed them carefully. 

She fell silent, and her expression became extremely unnatural.

There were truly 700,000 to 800,000 middle-grade Spirit Stones, which turned out to be the least valuable among all the things in the storage rings.