The corner of Chu Fan's eye twitched. 'So a stoic man like Ding Jian is actually sharp-tongued…' he thought.
Sure enough, the smug look that had just appeared on Yue Mankong's face instantly froze. The corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.
He shot Ding Jian an irritated glare. "Hmph! And you three look so glorious? Weren't you trapped for days by some Ghost Moon using an Array, achieving absolutely nothing?"
Ding Jian remained expressionless and immediately fell silent, as if he hadn't been the one to speak just now.
Lin Yue muttered, "Sir, you may not know this, but that Ghost Moon was carrying several High-Grade Profound Weapons... If I had treasures like that, I'd have beaten him to a pulp long ago!"
"Are High-Grade Profound Weapons that rare? Even the three of them don't have any?" Chu Fan's expression flickered.
