"Lu Chenzi, you want to hog the Spiritual Liquid and True Elemental Elixir all for yourself?" bellowed Huo Erba, his eyes as large as copper bells, "That's not how it works. My beloved disciple Dadu died for this. How can I face my deceased disciple if I don't obtain the Spiritual Liquid and True Elemental Elixir from this brat?"
Though he claimed it was all about the bonds between a master and his disciple, could anyone truly not see it was for the Spiritual Liquid and True Elemental Elixir?
"Lu Chenzi, Huo Erba, this kid also killed my disciple. I, the Silver Sword Scholar, deserve a share of the Spiritual Liquid and True Elemental Elixir on his body, don't I?"
Another voice sounded.
A man with an elegant figure leaped in from the edge of the crowd.
Wearing silver clothes and exuding a flamboyant aura, he was indeed He Feng's master, known as the Silver Sword Scholar.
"My Forging Blade Gate has also lost a life; we deserve a share of his belongings too!"