“Pop!” The drumming and the proliferation of the five-colored waves came hand in hand.

Next, the conch loosened up and the rock fell onto Li Qiye’s palm. He then casually tossed the conch over to Yang Ling while he focused on the rock.

“Young Master?” The perplexed girl stared at the conch.

“This is what I wanted to buy.” Li Qiye smiled and put the rock away.

“You didn’t want to buy this conch?” She didn’t expect this answer and wanted to take a better look at the rock. Unfortunately, he has already put it away.

“So what is it?” Curiosity got the best of her so...