542 Immortal, what are you playing with?

What the crowd didn't know was that everything Immortal Long Xue was doing was entirely for Li Xiaobai—if they were to discover the truth, they would likely harbor murderous intentions.

At this moment, Li Xiaobai was gingerly slipping the ring off the pudgy man in white beside him, then moving the treasures within to his own ring.

He glanced around, sensing something eerie about the atmosphere in the room.

He might not understand music, but he could tell that the piece the young dragon was playing kept changing, and the transitions were awkward, with no smooth connection—it was like stopping abruptly mid-way through a piece.

The current piece was even more outrageous, embodying an aura of slaughter that pressed in on him, causing the numbers on his System's Attribute Points panel to start fluctuating.

[Attribute Points +300...]

[Attribute Points +400...]

[Attribute Points +500...]