"As many as you want?"
Feng Wuchen's words left Man Zhentian and the other high-ranking officials utterly stunned, their expressions rigid, as if petrified.
Having as many three-fold space rings as desired, isn't that like having meals?
"As many as you want? Dust young one, did I... did I hear it wrong?" Huang Yun asked in disbelief, staring at Feng Wuchen.
Feng Wuchen shrugged with a smile and said, "This sentence is directed at the general association. Looking at the entire Seven Divine Realms and all major forces, they may not be able to exchange for thousands of three-fold space rings at once. What I mean is, if someone negotiates privately, the general association can decide the number of space rings."
The more he listened, the more ecstatic Man Zhentian became. He said excitedly, "Dust young one, are you telling the truth?"
