As Qin Jian spoke, he glanced up at the sky, but there wasn't a trace of the Flying Magical Beast to be seen. He couldn't help but ache with regret. 'A pity about that net, woven from Celestial Silkworm Silk from the northern Land of Extreme Cold. It's served me so well over the years.' Qin Jian had lost count of how many Magic Beast Crystal Cores he had obtained with that net.
He silently cursed himself for being too greedy. In the end, the Flying Magical Beast had been incredibly cunning. He hadn't managed to get so much as a single feather, and he'd even lost a priceless treasure in the process. The Cold Land Celestial Silkworm Silk Net was itself exceedingly rare; in all these years, the entire Qin Family of the Bauhinia Clan only possessed this one.
The man who had lost the net ignored the wound on his leg and walked up to Qin Jian, his face full of shame. Just as he was about to speak, Qin Jian stopped him. "Hurry and get his wound bandaged!"
