It really was having too much money to burn!
This was all the Qing-Yun disciples could see it as. Spirit weapons were essential during a battle, and adding talismans was also good, but no one had ever seen anyone using them in the same way Fang Xing was. Although some of the spirit weapons could be reused, some of the talismans and tools were single use only and had simply been tossed away in this hideous scene.
Being wasteful was one thing, but this was the first time it was to such a degree!
To make matters even worse, many of the sharp-eyed Qing-Yun disciples saw that some of the items thrown out had actually been theirs once in the past…. No wonder this little bastard didn’t even flinch at the thought of throwing them away; these items had all been taken from others!
No matter who ended up winning this match, the name of the Qing-Yun Sect’s biggest wastrel had certainly been determined.
BAM BAM BAM….
