Ji Wenya was very disdainful towards Lin Feng. Seeing how young Lin Feng was and yet already a Heavenly Martial Master, he had thought Lin Feng was also a genius, though not as exceptional as himself.
But now, seeing Lin Feng rifle through the storage rings of those men in black, he immediately sneered disdainfully.
From this, he could tell Lin Feng definitely wasn't affluent; otherwise, he wouldn't do such an embarrassing act.
As for himself, he would never stoop to scavenge storage rings after killing someone.
As a monstrous talent of the Star Sword Sect, he was greatly cultivated by the sect. It wasn't to say that he had an inexhaustible supply of Spirit Stones, but he never needed to worry about them.
Moments later, Lin Feng had collected all the storage rings from the sixteen men in black, glanced at Ji Wenya, and said, "Since you don't want these spoils of war, then I'll take them!"
"Sure, I'll grant them to you!"
