Since those people didn't ask it anything, he also stopped talking and silently observed them.
About an hour later, everyone felt rested.
So, very quickly, they started opening the red envelopes again. Over on Lu Tianfeng's side, he was also ready. The red envelope in Lu Tianfeng's hand hadn't even been opened when he felt it tremble a few times and then slip from his hand.
"Roar, roar roar!"
The fierce roars of the demon once again made everyone's eardrums nearly burst.
"This guy is really out of luck, huh!"
Watching Lu Tianfeng and the ancient demon that appeared in front of them, Lin Changhong had a face full of schadenfreude.
"Just unwrapped one that was finally killed with great difficulty, and now here's another one. Two in a row, he's quite impressive, isn't he!"
He couldn't understand how Lu Tianfeng was so... well, unlucky?
His sister had already said that these ancient demons couldn't just be drawn at will; they were rare red envelopes.
