Queen Lian, the golden-robed man, and Chang Fengxu were all shocked. They all looked over at Zhang Ruochen.
Not everyone was able to shell out 60 million saint stones.
Zhang Ruochen obviously didn't have 60 million saint stones, but this wasn't his problem.
He looked over at Ji Fanxin and said, "Xin'er, take it out!"
This time, Ji Fanxin didn't have any objections. She touched her spatial bracelet. Light flashed and a delicate box appeared in her hands. She handed it to Zhang Ruochen.
He obviously wouldn't think that 60 million saint stones fit in that box, nor would he think that Ji Fanxin would carry so many saint stones with her.
This must be a priceless treasure.
Six Yao Ten-thousand-pattern Saint Weapon, Water Moon Saint Goblet.
Ji Fanxin's gentle voice sounded in Zhang Ruochen's ears.