Ungrateful

"Grr, grr."

The Cloudwing Beast growled at Qin Hao, its golden eyes filled with wariness.

"I know," Qin Hao said gravely. "That man reeked of killing intent, and he was no weakling. But what was he going to Tianshui City for?"

After pondering for a moment, Qin Hao still had no answer.

What Qin Hao did not know was that he had already been marked.

"Forget it. Little One, let's divide up the Crimson Flame Stone and Crimson Flame Grass we collected."

Qin Hao smiled.

"Grr."

The Cloudwing Beast gave a low growl and gestured that it was leaving.

"You're leaving?" Qin Hao asked in surprise.

The Cloudwing Beast nodded and growled again.

"All right. I just don't know when we'll meet again." Qin Hao sighed, making no move to stop it.

Qin Hao already knew that the Cloudwing Beast had come to the Crimson Flame Mountains for Crimson Flame Grass.

Now that they had practically scoured the entire mountain range, there was no reason to stay.

Qin Hao immediately took out all their Crimson Flame Stone and Crimson Flame Grass.

There were also plenty of other spirit herbs and precious treasures.

"I'll keep the Crimson Flame Stone to use myself. All this Crimson Flame Grass is yours. As for the rest, see if there's anything you can use," Qin Hao said.

There were over a hundred pieces of Crimson Flame Stone and several dozen stalks of Crimson Flame Grass.

There were also more than a dozen other spirit herbs.

That did not include what they had already used along the way.

Altogether, Qin Hao and the Cloudwing Beast had found at least several hundred pieces of Crimson Flame Stone and over a hundred stalks of Crimson Flame Grass.

"Grr, grr." The Cloudwing Beast gathered up all the Crimson Flame