Feng Jun casually probed the Storage Pouch with his Divine Sense, then could not help saying, "This is at least over sixty percent... you took too little."
"It's enough." Yi Jue shook her head. "I already had the advantage of choosing first. You're handling all the aftermath, and you need to earn some goodwill too."
Feng Jun did not argue with her. He put away the Storage Pouch, but said, "I can't let you waste your spiritual energy for nothing. No next time—there won't be a third time... I mean it."
In truth, his temperament was quite similar to Yi Jue's. Neither of them liked taking advantage of others for no reason, especially not a teammate who worked so well with them.
Yi Jue, however, voiced her dissatisfaction. "You used up spiritual energy too. Besides, favors are much harder to repay than Spirit Stone debts."
"I already said my situation is an exception," Feng Jun replied seriously. "I believe fairness in distribution is a prerequisite for cooperation. There's a saying in the Mortal World: 'Even close brothers keep clear accounts.' That's how people can get along longer."
Yi Jue fell silent. After quite a while, she finally nodded. "Fine, no next time... Wait a moment. I'll sense the area and see whether there are any more military camps nearby."
This extreme environment also affected her Divine Sense. Although it was merely interference from mundane matter, and she could counter it by increasing the strength of her Divine Sense, she also had to guard against being discovered by either the Insect Race or the Human Race.
When Feng Jun realized that the radius of her Divine Sense was only sixty or seventy li, and that she still had to probe cautiously, he could not help speaking up. "How about I do