Yours Is Mine, Mine Is Still Mine

"What do I want?" Beiting Huang sneered. She stepped in front of the Black Python and pointed the soft sword in her hand at him. "Friends, tell this guy what we want."

"Black Spirit Fruit, Divine Beasts and Holy Beasts!"

A uniform voice rang out and the valley was filled with jubilation. The members of the Iron Blood Mercenary Group all high-fived and hugged the members beside them. It was another huge gain. Their leader was really too powerful. The two moves just now were really too cool!

"Divine beast? Holy Beast?" Black Python narrowed his snake-like eyes. "Could it be that you're a beast tamer?"

"That's right!" Beiting Huang pointed the soft sword in her hand at the Black Python. "Submit? Or die?"