The private message from Liu Qi was brief, and Li Zheng finished reading it at a glance, then replied indifferently with two words: "Thank you."
Closing the private message, Li Zheng collected his thoughts and looked at everyone: "…Where was I just now?"
"You were saying 'actually…'" Phoenix Mountain reminded him.
"Oh, right." Li Zheng appeared a bit absent-minded, and after pondering for a while, he spoke again: "Actually, this isn't a big deal. In the end, along with the event's victory rewards, there were also a few tickets issued."
"Tickets?" Phoenix Mountain and the others spoke in unison, filled with curiosity about the so-called tickets.
What kind of tickets could cause Li Zheng to trade with Phoenix Mountain and the others in advance?
"What tickets? Some kind of special room?" Zhan Zhouzhou speculated but felt unsure.
"Could it be a treasure dungeon?" Yan Guang's eyes lit up.
"Stop guessing blindly," Li Zheng said. "In fact, they're tickets to the Matrix Terminal…"
