Ziyang glanced over coldly and found Wu Feng staring at her palm.
Ziyang clenched the two beads in her hand.
"These two beads are what I obtained after killing that person from Beyond the Heavens. What does that have to do with you?"
Ziyang flew into a rage and pointed at Wu Feng, wishing she could curse him out.
Wu Feng looked innocent and said, "You woman, that's ridiculous. Let me ask you—if I hadn't worn this black-clothed man down to this state, would you have succeeded in stealing the kill?"
Although she did not understand what "stealing the kill" meant, she could figure out part of it after thinking about it. Ziyang stared coldly at Wu Feng for a long while.
The black bead seemed to be very important, and Ziyang did not want to give it up.
"Even if I gave it to you, would you know how to use it?" Ziyang said coldly.
Wu Feng laughed. "You don't need to worry about that. In any case, I contributed too—and I contributed the most—so you have to give both beads to me."
"Both? Dream on."
Ziyang angrily threw one bead over, and Wu Feng caught it steadily.
"I'll give you one at most! Don't push your luck. Otherwise, even if I have to risk my life, I'll drag you down with me."
"Fine, fine. A good man doesn't fight with a woman. You can go."
Wu Feng was only seeking peace of mind. As for the bead, although he felt it should be very important, one should be enough. After studying it carefully for a while, he ought to be able to figure it out.
Wu Feng was not greedy.
More importantly, this woman was powerful. Wu Feng truly could not keep her here.
"Hmph! Remember this!"
Ziyang