"I understand."
The First Hammer's gaze swept over the faces of the people before him, some resentful, others pleading, and he replied in a calm tone.
After that, he turned his head directly to look at Zhang Jing on the other side.
At this moment, this Qingyun fellow was still inspecting the body of the Patrol Yaksha on the ground, seemingly indifferent to the recent dispute among the others.
"Fellow Qingyun."
He called out gently, and seeing no response, the First Hammer couldn't help but raise his voice.
"Fellow Qingyun!"
Zhang Jing, who had been contemplating the time Tao Intent contained within the corpse of the Patrol Yaksha, immediately snapped back to reality and responded with a smile,
"Does fellow have something to discuss?"
In the midst of speaking,
his gaze drifted towards the iron chest gleaming with resplendent treasure light, a hint of surprise flickering in his eyes.
