The Chariot Immortal charged forward.
The entire street was in chaos, with chickens flying and dogs leaping.
The immortals hurriedly dodged.
But a few immortals sized up the opportunity and crashed head-on.
Seeing this, the Ginseng Fruit Tree turned instantly pale, lips trembling, "One kill, two kills, three kills, four kills..."
"Done for, this convention has just started and it's going to be a total loss!"
"Are the Ginsengfruits we brought enough? If not, we need to add more, but adding too much might make Zhen Yuanzi suspicious..."
By the time the Chariot Immortal blasted to Xuanqing, the Ginseng Fruit Tree had already calculated the losses skillfully.
"The income today plus ten Ginsengfruits should cover the losses, thankfully!"
The Ginseng Fruit Tree heaved a sigh of relief in its heart.
"Alliance Hierarch, I've got a big business!"
