Song Jian broke into a slight grin, charging towards the few remaining weakened monsters with his sword. Within moments, horrifying screams erupted as each monster fell, with equipment and supplies scattering all over the ground.
"Man, this is something you'd only see in dreams, hahaha!" Tang Rong's eyes sparkled as he burst into laughter, taking in the multitude of items on the ground, each emitting its own radiant glow.
"We really owe Brother Song for this one." Wang Qi's face displayed sincere gratitude.
"Let's split the gear first." Song Jian suggested, smiling.
"Brother Song, you should choose first. After all, you took down most of these creatures on your own. We'll take what you don't want…" Tang Rong offered, his face beaming.
Before, Tang Rong had been upset that Song Jian demanded so many items, but now it was clear that Song Jian could have cleared the entire dungeon alone. They were practically unnecessary.
