"Oh."
Xu Shu nodded, thinking to himself that Lie Zhenzi was quite novel to be able to provide dice roll services, had the great sages of old all been internet-addicted youths?
Seeing that Song Nianhui had already divided the spoils into six parts, Xu Shu suddenly asked, "Why not go outside to distribute these? Is it absolutely safe here right now? Isn't it a bit early to be dividing the spoils?"
As he spoke, he pointed toward the lake surface that was continuously bubbling.
He had heard that "gurgling, gurgling" sound, as if it were his own voice, making Xu Shu always feel that there was something not quite right under the lake, but he couldn't say it outright.
The others were momentarily stunned before Li Fengtian laughed and said, "The ruins have been cleared, of course it's absolutely safe, though if you think we should go outside to divide, I don't mind."
"Ha ha, I don't mind either," laughed Yan Wumo, who had avenged his great grievance.
