"Excellent!"
A sharp glint flashed in Sang Yanping's eyes as he nodded in approval.
Nie Shanshan's sharp spirit and sense of responsibility were exactly what the Sect Leader and he had hoped to see.
His gaze then shifted to Chen Qing, and his voice rang out again. "Nie Shanshan is willing to shoulder this great responsibility. Very good! Who else? Is there anyone else who wants this Three Hundred Years Earth Core Milk? For those who wish to contend for this opportunity, now is your chance!"
Everyone in the Council Hall, especially Sang Yanping and Nie Shanshan, instantly focused their gazes on Chen Qing.
The air seemed to freeze as they all awaited the reaction of the one person qualified to compete with Nie Shanshan—the head disciple of the Cyan Wood Institute.
However, Chen Qing's reaction was completely unexpected.
He remained seated calmly in his chair, his expression serene and untroubled.
Sang Yanping's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.
