"Mu Junior Brother, are you even human!" After a while, Zhao Nanxing couldn't help but question.
Mu Qingge lifted her gaze and glanced at him.
Zhao Nanxing spread his hands and smiled bitterly: "We have the Qiankun Bag, which is a reward for the top five on the popularity list from the Main Courtyard, but the space inside is only enough for one person. What treasure do you possess to effortlessly collect the giant Flood Dragon's skeleton? So young, an Advanced Alchemist, a Blue Realm Peak Powerhouse, owner of a Divine Artifact, and possessing a powerful space device — where on earth did you come from, you monster? You're crushing us so-called young talents, heaven's chosen, to dust!"
Mu Qingge clasped her hands behind her back, squinting her eyes with a smile: "I'm just a bit luckier, that's all."
Haha! Luck, my foot! Such a blow to the ego! I wish I had such heaven-defying luck!
Zhao Nanxing gave Mu Qingge a disdainful look.
