"Uncle Master..."
At this moment, Qin Ming called out, discreetly slipping the [Great Evil Fang] into his pocket.
This kind of innate treasure would tempt even a master at the Sect Leader Realm.
Although he was in front of many people, as an elder of Qi Yun Mountain, Yuan Ling Crown couldn't possibly scheme against a junior.
Yet Qin Ming, naturally cautious and suspicious, would never expose such a treasure to masters stronger than himself.
"Little Qin, your trip wasn't in vain this time, you really got a lot of benefits; when ordinary people meet you, they really might kneel down."
Yuan Ling Crown merely glanced over and started murmuring.
Indeed, this master of Qi Yun Mountain had sharp eyes; with just a glance, he saw that Qin Ming had received incredible fortune, something he couldn't ignore.
"Uncle Master, you jest. My little skills are negligible in your presence."
Qin Ming's gaze sank slightly, covering the sudden cold glint earlier, and then he chuckled lightly.
