"Indeed, the benefit of this place is that there are enough Demigods."
Xiumeng affirmed Fu Qian's speculation that he only kills Demigods.
"Additionally, this hunt isn't overly cruel since they don't truly die."
Fu Qian nodded slightly, noting the thorough understanding of the Unseen Hillock by his companions.
"Pity they don't see it that way, at least from what I understand, most of them don't want to experience the feeling of death."
"Except for the one you've used."
Aike scoffed and pointed towards the Clown at his side.
The latter was still prostrate, his body twisted in an unnatural way, as though he had lost control.
But even so, his throat continued to emit bursts of distorted laughter.
"What do you mean 'used'? Our exchange has been quite honest, okay?"
Fu Qian hmphed, clearly begrudged.
"That talisman just now, is it the spoils of this trip?"
"Correct, in fact, it's incredibly precious, and I didn't want to waste it on this,"
"Sorry for your expense."
