Two days later, Forest City had practically been turned upside down.
All the valuable goods were piled up in the square, exhausting Martial Man and the others badly. It was the first time they had ever gotten this tired from picking up money.
"Whoa, that's really not a small amount!" Lin Heng exclaimed.
"Lin Heng, there are honestly too many things here... I think we should give everyone a share. After all, everyone put in effort."
Jiang Caiyan looked at the small mountain piled up before her and could not help swallowing. She had never been this wealthy before, and she felt like an upstart who had struck it rich overnight.
"I'll leave it all to you. You're Big Senior." Lin Heng patted her shoulder and said.
"Okie-dokie."
"Hm? Why are you saying okie-dokie too?"
"I learned it from your spirit pet. I'm off first!"
Lin Heng stood where he was, rather emotional. The three months of turmoil in the Northern Continent had finally come to an end, but for him, it was only the starting point.
This Supreme Bone Sword probably could not be given away anytime soon. Demon King... what Demon King did that refer to exactly?
At present, he still knew nothing, and even now, he had never truly dealt with the Demon Race in any real sense.
Perhaps he should ask Crippled Granny, because she had said she had cooperated with demonfolk before.
As Lin Heng was pondering, he suddenly felt a chill behind him, as if someone were peeping at him. He turned back and looked around, and he could clearly see a figure swiftly hiding away.
No need to guess. It had to be Dugu Zixuan.
"Sigh! Why hasn't she left yet? She can't be planning to keep following by my side afterward, can