Li Qingxue watched their actions, her expression instantly turning anxious.
"Li Qingyu, what are you doing?"
Li Qingyu's expression held a hint of mystery: "I'm reminding my partners, can't you see?"
Just as Li Qingxue wanted to continue speaking, Xia Feng, who was in the midst of battle, suddenly interrupted their dispute.
"I forgot to mention when we were negotiating the terms, since you guys aren't going to help, the spoils from this Sword Demon should be mine, right?"
While summoning layers of Purple Thunder to continue ravaging the Sword Demon, he turned and looked at Li Qingyu with a smile, as if wanting to hear her reply.
But before Li Qingyu could answer, Xia Feng continued coldly: "This needs to be settled first."
"Otherwise, I fear I put all this effort into fighting the Sword Demon, only to get accused of stealing someone else's spoils, which wouldn't be good."
His words were clearly aimed at someone, causing Li Qingyu's face to flush with anger.
