Zhang Tao left again.
Fang ping was already used to old Zhang's arrival and departure.
Paragons were mysterious to others, but it was common for him to see them, and he got used to it.
" 100 million wealth!"
Fang ping felt that it was a great pity. If 100 million points could reveal old Zhang's path, it would be worth it. A peak-level origin Dao was worth it.
But he didn 't!
He had just spent 100 million wealth points for nothing. He even wanted to die.
"Curiosity killed the cat. Why would I Spy on old Zhang?"
Fang ping scolded himself in his heart again and again, but he did not continue thinking about it. Instead, he mumbled, "I'm afraid it really is 10000 meters long!"
He was talking about old Zhang's origin Dao. Old Zhang had always used rice to describe his origin Dao. Fang ping used to think that it was a description, but now it seemed that it might not be.
At the very least, he had seen a path that was at least 10000 meters long.