Amidst a cacophony of gossip, Qin Xin calmly pointed at the night eagles on the ground:
"Doesn't anyone want the Spiritual Pearls?"
Only then did the group belatedly swarm to handle the scattered night eagle corpses on the ground.
The ones hit by Qin Xin, the ones hit by Jing Zhichen, and the ones hit with their joint efforts added up to a few dozen.
They've struck it rich!
These Spiritual Pearls are their biggest harvest in the past two days.
Everyone cheerfully took one each, and then, instinctively, they offered the remaining dozens to Jing Zhichen: "Young Master Jing, our respects to you."
Qin Xin slightly twitched the corners of her mouth.
This Time Mage was too ruthless, taking such a hefty cut.
Who would have thought that in the next moment, Jing Zhichen handed all those dozens of Spiritual Pearls to Qin Xin: "The credit for the battle just now belongs to you."
What?
Changed to honoring her now?
