"Hopefully so. By the way, how's the arena coming along?"
Wang Ye asked with concern.
After all, that's two trillion White Crystal Cold Jades.
If the arena isn't built, it would be difficult for that huge sum to end up in his pocket.
"The arena?"
Upon hearing this, a mysterious look appeared on Xia Yurou's face.
During these times, Wang Ye was immersed in cultivation, and the task of building the arena fell entirely on her.
The speed at which the arena was constructed surprised her; it was completed in just three months.
This speed practically blew Xia Yurou's mind.
You have to know, no sect can do without such constructions.
Even Saintess Peak is no exception.
If the disciples of Tianyong Mountain were to build the arena, it would take at least ten years.
However, they completed it in just three months.
Seeing Xia Yurou's expression, Wang Ye couldn't quite figure it out. Could it be that the progress wasn't going well?
