C338 Selfridicule

Han Xiao accepted the silver demon spirit card from Feng Yixiu, giving him a quizzical look. "You seem to have an endless supply of stuff. Why are you pulling out another demon spirit card? In your hands, why does it feel so... cheap?"

It was a valuable Silver-ranked demon spirit card, yet in Feng Yixiu's possession, it somehow seemed like a mere toy card.

"If you keep up that nonsense