Just as Ye Rong was at a loss and caught in a dilemma, a deafening rumble came from above his head, like the sound of the sky falling.
A beautiful young girl descended from the sky, wearing an Ice Vine Taoist robe, with a delicate and gorgeous appearance.
She let out a soft shout, and two golden dragons flew out of her hands, biting on the clam essence. With a "crunch," the clamshell that Ye Rong had struggled to deal with split into several pieces.
"I put in so much effort grinding it down, only for someone to snatch it away!"
Ye Rong's eyes were red with anger. He had no idea what treasure this woman had used, but its power was astonishing.
Robbing the 60-level elite monster from the chief master was simply intolerable. She waved her sleeves and collected a few things before he could even react.
"Hey, do you know about the first come, first served rule? You just stole my monster!"
