Xiao Qitian strode to the Ten Thousand Spirit Stone and shot a disdainful glance at Zhao Dong. "Kid, how about I let you go first?"
"There's no need," Zhao Dong said with a faint smile. "I'm afraid that after my turn, you won't have the confidence to take yours."
"What a joke! *Me* lose my confidence? I'm worried it'll be *you* who loses the nerve to try after I'm done!" Xiao Qitian's eyes dripped with disdain.
Zhao Dong just shrugged, saying nothing, but the playful look in his eyes was that of someone watching a fool.
