Yun Qi and the Five Ghost Kings almost all wore expressions of disbelief.
Only the Vine Grinding Ghost King's brow was tightly knit, seemingly still somewhat skeptical.
The others from the Little Cang World didn't have much of a reaction.
For instance, Yu Wuheng and Yu Yu, who had just hit the jackpot with a treasure, making tens of thousands of chips. Though not much, both were extremely happy.
Wang Ba's mood was equally poor.
Seeing a piece of the Wind-Driving Staff slip away right before his eyes, he truly found it hard to accept.
But with even the teleportation gate closed, the item was likely in the hands of those attacking Wanbao Pavilion, making it impossible for him to obtain it.
He dared not hold any hope in his heart.
However, at that moment, he couldn't think much about it; his eyes were searching all around.
"Mountain Lord, what are you looking for?"
The Vine Grinding Ghost King asked in confusion.
Wang Ba's eyes lit up:
"Found it!"
