The occasion that should have been solemn and serious, had only one leg swinging there, really somewhat unsightly.
However, everyone was not particularly surprised by this, probably because they were used to it, they considered it normal.
Zhang Ze's master, Li, stood among the crowd. He sighed gently, took out a small walnut, and snapped a photo of that leg.
He posted it in the friends circle with a caption.
[High-priced transfer of my beloved disciple, fifty Spirit Stones a day, reservations accepted, purchase quickly]
Not even a breath had passed after posting, before a mysterious person from the Celestial Sect came by to comment and like it.
[1111, are fifty Spirit Stones really included?]
Li thought for a moment, probably deciding he wasn't suited for making jokes, then replied with [Let's talk about it later] and then put the small walnut away.
