Looking at the hunting tool, Ling felt somewhat overwhelmed.
Wanshi, Yin Shou, Fu Mo, and Black Dragon beside him also widened their eyes, exclaiming to Qin Feng, "Young Master Qin, this, this..."
Clearly, they were a bit jealous.
In their eyes, this was also quite a precious treasure.
"You guys continue drawing your lines, make sure to finish within three days!" Qin Feng waved his hand and said.
The four could only sigh in frustration.
At this moment, Ling's eyes brightened, he looked up and asked Qin Feng, "Aren't you afraid I'd get this thing and betray you?"
"Betray?"
Qin Feng shrugged his shoulders, saying, "Only fools would betray."
Speaking, he yawned, saying, "Same as before, the task of collecting Golden Deer Antlers is yours, you need at least fifty tonight to return."
While speaking, he turned and left the place.
"Amazing, amazing!" Ling's eyes gleamed as he gently caressed the hunting tool, the excitement in his eyes was clear.
