When he heard that hunting squads had to hand over twenty percent of their spoils, Ling Tian was shocked and couldn't help crying out.
At his words, Fang Gang hurriedly gestured for him to be quiet. He warily glanced around, and only after confirming that no one was paying attention to them did he breathe a sigh of relief. Then he lowered his voice. "Brother, keep your voice down. These people aren't someone we can afford to offend. In their eyes, we're no more than ants. They could kill us and no one would say a thing."
Fang Gang looked rather apprehensive. Ling Tian sighed inwardly, knowing that people like the South Heavenly Lord held an exalted place in their hearts, and that they'd felt that way for a long time. He had no desire to change their minds, so he remained silent.
Knowing that Ling Tian was unhappy, Fang Lei comforted him. "Brother, from now on, we won't have to watch these people's faces when we act. This is the last time."
Ling Tian nodded and took out a jade bottle. "Give them pills. We'll have more pills than anything else from now on, anyway."
Seeing Ling Tian take out another bottle of pills, Fang Gang and the others' eyes lit up. But for a moment, they didn't catch on. In their minds, they'd rather hand over their treasures in exchange for immortal pills. After all, immortal pills could save their lives.
Fang Gang was the quickest to catch on. He took the jade bottle and smiled. "That's right. From now on, we won't be going to the Land of Freedom very often, and Brother Yuan can refine plenty of pills. Handing over pills is the best deal for us."
Only after hearing his explanation did Fang Lei and