Mi Jia did not hold back as she put that set of Demon Dragon body scales into the ring. She smiled happily after collecting her bounty. "This is mine, you won't mind, right?"
Qin Wushuang spread out his hand. "Feel free to take it."
Mi Jia gave a long sigh. "Unfortunately, the power of your Graceful Spiritual Bow is too tremendous. If you could capture their divine soul dragon core, that would be a great harvest."
Qin Wushuang rolled his eyes. "Don't be too greedy, alright? For this battle, if we hadn't used a sneaky strategy well and allowed them to take the initiative in battle, most likely it would be us losing our lives. Under such circumstances, you still want the divine soul dragon core?"
"Ha ha, this is called not being satisfied with small gains. Who told them to provoke me?" After experiencing the massacre, Mi Jia appeared to be in a great mood and considering herself as the minister who has given outstanding service.
