"Mm!?"
Xiao Bai tilted his little head, feeling thoroughly confused.
As the rabbit Qin Feng had raised since it was little, he knew Qin Feng was a classic example of what not to do: take more, eat more, and grab more.
But now he had not only taken the initiative to bring Lin San and the others here to find a sword, he had even offered them an Emperor Weapon. It completely contradicted his reputation as a bad example.
"Thank you for understanding, Brother Lin!"
Lin San smiled prettily, then patted the little boy's head again.
"!"
The little boy smiled, then turned into a beam of light and merged into the Wuchen Sword.
"I really can't do anything with you!"
Qin Feng masked his smile with an exasperated look, then turned to Zhao Changsheng.
"If he doesn't want it, we do!"
Qingqing immediately sprang forward, lively as ever, to secure the benefits for Zhao Changsheng.
"Should I take it or not!?"
Zhao Changsheng felt torn.
Though he suspected Qin Feng was up to no good, the Emperor Weapon was real, and even he, an Old Six of the Cowardly Path, couldn't resist the temptation of an Emperor Weapon.
"Then it's settled!"
Qin Feng didn't give Zhao Changsheng a chance to refuse, as if he'd just tossed away a hot potato. Then he even struggled to suppress a grin.
"Something's wrong!"
Zhao Changsheng's gaze sharpened as he caught Qin Feng trying not to laugh.
He had suffered too many losses at Qin Feng's hands, but he also couldn't bear to pass up an Emperor Weapon. So he tried to refuse tentatively. "Qin, you said it yourself just now: 'Leave the rouge to beauties, and give the treasured sword to a hero.' This senior brother of yours has limited talent in