The woman asked.
"I've heard about it, but it's just a rumor. This rumor has been around for over a year, and no one has seen the Golden Toad. It's probably just idle gossip, nonsense."
Lu Changsheng shook his head.
The woman remained indifferent.
Then turned and left.
Lu Changsheng's eyes narrowed slightly.
Even the native martial artists of the Kunwu Realm have heard the rumor of "The full moon night, the Golden Toad spits pearl."
Imagine how many experts will appear tonight?
"In this convergence of winds and clouds, let Brother Lu meet the top Extreme Realm experts among all races."
Lu Changsheng murmured to himself.
After that, he ignored it and continued carving his wooden sculpture alone.
Time swiftly passed, and soon it was evening.
In the blazing summer, the evening was quite muggy.
Many people went to the riverside for a walk, seeking relief from the heat.
