"I have learned a lot."
Ling Feng smirked, not refuting, and after some thought, he took out a token from his pocket and loudly said, "Everyone, I have one more token in hand. If anyone is interested, you can offer something suitable to trade with me!"
"Hmm?"
Fung Yiqiu's eyelid twitched slightly, surprising him that Ling Feng actually had another token.
Shaking his head with a smile, Fung Yiqiu did not say much but silently stood aside. With him, the Divine Wind Pavilion Master, overseeing, common riffraff wouldn't dare act recklessly, saving quite a bit of trouble.
And the other forces that didn't obtain a token immediately crowded over upon hearing that there was still a token available for trade, even the Flying Dragon Gang members who left dejectedly earlier returned, each greedily staring at the token in Ling Feng's hand.
"I, Xue Wuheng from Blood Wolf Sect, want it!"
"I, Ximen Yu from Flying Star Hall, want it!"
"..."
