"Brother, the strongest thing I have is the Bee King. Now, she doesn't even know how many talismans there are, and I don't dare to release those demon beasts weaker than the Bee King. What should I do?" Jin Congshuang said with some frustration.
She really didn't expect that the Bee King, which she had painstakingly nurtured for many years, would be blasted to death by three talismans from Pei Chen.
Even though so much time had passed, she still hadn't completely recovered, and her heart ached whenever she thought of it.
Jin Congmo's voice was cold: "Since we're already out here, we have to achieve some goals. Are you really willing to just go back like this?"
Of course not.
Not only did it fail to make Pei Chen owe a favor, but they also suffered such a loss. How could Jin Congshuang be content?
Even if she had saved the other party before, the high grade spiritual artifact and that bottle of elixir were enough to offset it. She couldn't just hold on to this and not let go.
