Lin Xi didn't say a word and took out food and water from his bag.
But when he handed it to them, he suddenly pulled his hand back, showing a troubled expression on his face.
The next moment, he said, "I don't know how long we will stay here, the food is limited. I thought about it, I can't give it to you."
"Otherwise, what will we do afterwards?"
"What will we eat? What will we drink?"
The four Innate Stage practitioners who had just approached suddenly halted, showing a hint of being toyed with on their faces.
Needless to say, their hearts were burning with anger.
"But if you use money to buy it, I might consider it!" he added.
Everyone was silent, "..."
In their hearts, they couldn't help but think, could you at least stick to your words!
"As for money?"
Everyone was dumbfounded; they suddenly realized that this young man seemed to value money highly.
But as an Innate Stage practitioner, isn't making money supposed to be easy?
