“Damn it!! Is this the treasure you collected?! Do not tell me it's these butt wipes!! Where is my pile of gold coins that is the size of a mountain?!!” Leng San roared. His voice echoed all over the cave.
Leng San had never thought that the treasure would be just worthless Money Tickets. Of course, Leng San had read some history from the records of the Fire Fortress Sect, but he did not think that the period of a few decades in which the Money Tickets were used would be the era of Shen Longhai, exactly.
“I will keep all the Money Tickets!! And I’ll take them to the Institute!! Shen Duliu, since you told me yourself that inside the gate was a lot of wealth, you must take responsibility.” Leng San clenched his teeth, swept these worthless Money Tickets into his dimensional ring, and went straight back to the starting point in a gloomy mood.