Seeing Zhao Ruoxi sobbing and clinging to his thigh, Su Heng's face showed a slightly disgusted expression. He had thought he was dealing with a respectable old senior, but it turned out to be so unreliable. Su Heng slowly lifted his leg, then shook it vigorously twice, but Zhao Ruoxi's white radish-like arms were very strong. She held on tightly and couldn't be shaken off.
With a look of 'if you don't agree, I'll just kneel here and not get up,' Su Heng was momentarily at a loss for words.
He pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling somewhat troubled.
Su Heng wasn't really that concerned about the Domineering Dragon's treasure; his earlier insistence was more about teaching a lesson.
Now that things had developed to this extent, it was somewhat beyond Su Heng's expectations. The tumult in the Eternal Sky was increasingly dangerous, and he was not eager to take risks in it.
But on second thought, there was also a chance attached to this matter.
