C281 The White Ice Marten Was Jealous

The master of ceremonies waved his hand. Immediately, someone moved forward to give the phoenix brocade to the White Ice Marten.

"Even if I don't want my things, others must just give them to me!" The white ice marten coldly snorted, interrupting the two on the stage. Soon after, a small cluster of flames shot out from its fingertip and landed on the nine thousand gem phoenix silk