Lu Xingchen clenched his fists.
Originally, he wanted to see Qin Feiyang looking dejected, but who would have thought Qin Feiyang would say such a thing, and his face suddenly darkened.
Because during the battle with the Gold Wolf King, he indeed consumed a lot of Divine Sense.
On the contrary, Qin Feiyang was only slightly injured, with almost negligible losses.
In short.
Qin Feiyang was mocking him for consuming so much Divine Sense, only to end up with nothing.
"I really don't want to expose your wounds."
"But there's no helping it, you're just so clueless."
"Last time at the source of the Crocodile Emperor's territory, you lost even more Divine Sense than this time, but what did you get in the end?"
"Seems like you didn't even get a single Fortune Fruit!"
"And now it's the same again, why are you so unlucky?"
"I can't help but start to feel sorry for you."
Qin Feiyang's face was full of mockery.
Lu Xingchen's fists clenched tighter and tighter.
"Alright, alright."
