Seeing Chen Yi's expression shift slightly, Xiao Hua, who had long known her temperament, quickly waved his hand. "Senior Xie, there's no need to count me in. It was already sheer luck that this junior made it here. I only hope that if you encounter Sky Yin Grass in the future, you can lend this junior a hand!"
"Mm, since Xiao Hua doesn't want any, let's divide it quickly!" Chen Yi urged, as though afraid someone else might appear.
"Xiao Hua may not want it himself, but we cannot simply give him nothing!" Qiang Yuefeng said, dissatisfied with Chen Yi's stinginess.
"What do you mean by that, Fellow Daoist Qiang?" Chen Yi shot back, looking at Qiang Yuefeng.
"Hehe, what could Qiang possibly mean?" Qiang Yuefeng laughed. "Xiao Hua is a junior, while we are seniors. We absolutely cannot lose the dignity of seniors for the sake of our own desires, nor shortchange a junior of what should be his!"
Xie Zhiqian looked at Qiang Yuefeng strangely. He did not believe Qiang Yuefeng was some cultivator eager to serve the public good, while Xiao Hua was even more bewildered. After glancing at the two of them, he hurriedly forced a smile. "Many thanks for Senior Qiang's kindness. This junior doesn't know what use this ink serpent has, either! How about this? This junior only wants a piece of the ink serpent's hide!"
As he spoke, Xiao Hua roughly gestured out a size with his hand.
Seeing the size Xiao Hua had indicated, Chen Yi coldly looked into the distance and ignored the three of them again.
Seeing Chen Yi suffer a setback, Qiang Yuefeng placed his hands behind his back as well and said nothing more.
Xiao Hua and Xie Zhiqian understood upon seeing this. Xiao Hua gave Xie Zhiqian