Ye HuiLing was fast enough to catch the shining bead that fell out of the man's mouth but instead of keeping it for herself, she threw the bead over to Fu Jie.
"White-mask, this was what you were after, right?"
Fu Jie caught the bead easily with his hand and glared at the girl, waiting to see what she does next.
Ye HuiLing, "Now that you have it, there should be nothing else here that interests you. We'll be taking the demon away and as compensation, we'll hand over the spiritual bead of the red cure over to your sect."
"Can a shining bead compare to a demon who killed disciples from maple passion pavilion?!" Fu Jie tilted his head and questioned in a passive-aggressive tone.
Ye HuiLing chuckled as she found it quite amusing that Fu Jie would say such a thing, "White-mask, you should be well aware of the rarity of the bead in your hand. People have killed a whole city just for that bead. I'm sure you're smart enough to estimate how much that 'shining bead' costs."
