After Zhang Xiaohao left, Li Er looked at Fatty with burning eyes.
"Lord, what about my share?"
"You rascal! Are you afraid I'll deny you those ten pieces of low-grade Spirit Stones? Here! Take them!" Fatty said grumpily.
With a single hand slap, he took out ten pieces of low-grade Spirit Stones and tossed them over.
"Thank you, Lord! Thank you, Lord!" Li Er said excitedly.
"Alright, you can go now! As long as you bring someone, I'll reward you with ten pieces of low-grade Spirit Stones." Fatty said.
After speaking, he tapped his foot and disappeared in a few flashes on a flying sword Magic Artifact.
...
Zhang Xiaohao didn't know what happened after he left, even if he did, he wouldn't care. Such two-faced people were too common on Earth; as long as he could achieve his goal, Spirit Stones were merely external possessions.
