Ye Xiaobai felt like stars were spinning around him and the world was transforming; even the grass by the roadside seemed to be telling him, "Ye Xiaobai, damn it, you've struck it rich, your big break is coming."
12 times 110 equals 1,320.
The entire stash of Blood Spirit Pills accumulated by the Ye Family over the years probably wouldn't even make a fraction of that amount.
"Stay calm! Stay calm!" Ye Xiaobai kept reminding himself internally. Tang Rao had only temporarily taken the lead; who knows if a stronger contender might climb up later? This was something nobody could be sure of.
"Exhale... inhale... slowly relax..." Ye Xiaobai muttered under his breath.
Too bad there's no bubble tea for sale on this mountain, or he would definitely get ten cups of pearl milk tea to calm his nerves.
