"The Blood Scorpion's poison is pretty valuable. There aren't many uses for its shell, so you might as well keep it." Lin Chen nodded after hearing what Zhu Jingliang said.
Blood Scorpions were difficult to catch, making their poison valuable. However, with all the poison gone after they were burnt up, the bodies were virtually of no value to them.
"Good or bad this is still your first hunting trophy. You might as well keep it as a memento."
Gao Xiang, who was standing by the side, took the opportunity to chime in, "Senior Brother, Senior Sister, I want a memento too. Can I have a rat? I want a living one!"
Zhu Jingliang chuckled, "You really are a little kid. What do you plan to do with it when you go hunting? Tie it to your body?"
Zhu Jingliang's words left him feeling embarrassed.
