Great Rewards

Although Su Zimo did not know the origin of the iron rod, he knew that Lin Xuanji had a sharp eye for things!

He was about to tell monkey to take the iron rod.

However, monkey had already turned to Little Fatty. "Fatty, I want this rod."

"Sure, no problem!"

Little Fatty was in a great mood and agreed to it readily.

"Hais."

Su Zimo's ears twitched and he could vaguely hear a faint sigh from Lin Xuanji.

Chuckling internally, Su Zimo walked over and whispered, "Brother Lin, what's the origin of that iron rod?"

"How should I know?"

Lin Xuanji rolled his eyes and was not willing to elaborate.

"Why did you sigh then?"

"F*ck! You could even hear that!"

Lin Xuanji went silent for a moment with widened eyes before pouting his lips. "I don't know what that thing is exactly, but I know it's definitely something good. It's not weaker than a connate Dharmic weapon!"

"Psst!"

Su Zimo gasped.