"That's right, everyone is waiting, aren't they?"
Under the Battle Platform, the crowd was bustling with discussions, getting a bit impatient.
Ye Shengming was still unwilling to give up and fiddled with the copper token again, releasing a thick amount of Spiritual Energy.
Two minutes later, he failed again, and the dissatisfied murmurs of the crowd grew louder. Sweat kept oozing from Ye Shengming's forehead, even his back was drenched, his expression turning increasingly unsightly.
Song Donghai wanted to stop Ye Shengming several times but didn't dare to speak. Mu Qian stood with his arms crossed, watching Ye Shengming with slightly mocking deep eyes. That lazy demeanor was like a lion basking in sunshine on the grass, unbelievably relaxed and at ease.
At this point, Long Jing couldn't help asking, "Chairman Ye, can you do it or not? If not, quickly hand the copper token to Master Mu and let him try it."
