"Brother Tang Rao, I've looked around nearby, there's nothing here. Could the Immortal Emperor's Mausoleum be fake?"
Ba Wangba walked up to Tang Rao.
Here, he only knew Tang Rao.
"I don't know either."
Ba Wangba had many people beside him; Tang Rao didn't dare speak much.
He couldn't possibly say that all the Heavenly Treasures nearby were in Tang Rao's father's Space Ring, and that they were too late, leaving them not a shred.
Of course, he couldn't say that.
You'd become a hated brother.
"Brother Wang Ba, how many people do you know here?"
Tang Rao glanced at the few people around Ba Wangba, having competed together previously, but unfortunately never directly with Tang Rao, so naturally, he didn't know any of them.
Ba Wangba didn't recognize these people either; to speak of it, he only asked them if they wanted to jump into trouble together.
Other than that, they didn't have any other connections.
