Ximen Li's words made Ximen Kuang's expression darken somewhat.
If the sect master personally joined the fight, he would not be able to slaughter as wildly as he had imagined.
When Qin Shaofeng announced a reward of ten million Radiant Star Coins for every hundred heads, although he was certain he could not kill a thousand people, he ought to be able to claim fifty or sixty million Radiant Star Coins at the very least—perhaps even more.
But if Ximen Li came along, everything would be different.
The problem was, he was the sect master. How was he supposed to bring it up?
While Ximen Kuang was agonizing inwardly, Qin Shaofeng had already shaken his head and said, "Better not!"
He actually refused?
Ximen Kuang's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.
Had he not seen it with his own eyes, he truly would have found it hard to imagine what sort of person would dare refuse the sect master to his face.
"Sect Master, your previous battle was already enough. You must know that too much is as bad as too little. What you need now is to absorb the gains from that battle and make them your own."
"I also understand your condition. Although our Chasing Stars Sect does not have pills that can help you, the Seven Stars Sect might. Later, I'll ask Sect Master Chen Xing about it and make sure to help you raise your cultivation as soon as possible."
Qin Shaofeng spoke as casually as though Ximen Li wanted candy, he had none on hand, and would help find one later.
Yet that tone nearly made Ximen Kuang's eyes pop out.
He had long heard from Qin Shaofeng's tone that this brat held an extremely high position and could issue rewards on the sect