Luo Feng walked over to the White-faced Saber Guest. With a wave of his hand, a storage ring flew through the air and landed in his palm.
He's certainly worthy of being from Qingyun Mansion, so wealthy indeed.
As his Soul Power entered the storage ring, a smile appeared on Luo Feng's face.
Inside the ring were hundreds of thousands of taels of gold, as well as many pills. Besides these, there were also quite a few second-grade Yuan Stones. He roughly estimated there to be around three to four thousand, quite the windfall.
As for the other items, Luo Feng paid them no mind.
Putting away the storage ring, Luo Feng said to Ye Siyi and Zhu Ling, "Let's leave this place first."
Seeing Luo Feng's pale face, Ye Siyi's fine brows knitted slightly, and she said, "Luo Feng, you're injured. Should we rest for a while?"
