Since the match could not continue, Tang Xiao's clone left the arena and returned to Feng Shen, who continued to grin with joy. On the other hand, Luo Hong's face was disappointed and sullen, especially after he lost one million gold coins.
"Haha." Feng Shen laughed as he looked at Tang Xiao's clone before throwing a small bag to him. "That thing is a small storage pouch, and there are one million gold coins in it."
"One million gold coins." Tang Xiao's clone finally realized why Liu Hong's face was like that, but he returned the bag to Feng Shen. "Senior Feng, I don't need these gold coins, so you can keep them."
"Do you really not need these gold coins?"
"No." Tang Xiao's clone shook his head. "Let's leave now, Senior Feng. I want to look around this city."
"Alright." Feng Shen patted Liu Hong. "Thanks for your gold coins, Old Liu."
