"Of course."
The middle-aged man who replied, clad in bright yellow martial attire, stood with his hands clasped behind his back. As he surveyed the area inside and outside the entrance, he said calmly, "But Yu Yijun, don't forget one thing. I want half of the Wind Demon Crystals we obtain."
"Half?"
The silver-haired man, Yu Yijun, knitted his sharp brows and snapped, "Xiangluo Valley, if you take half, how much do I get?"
As he spoke, he looked at the others. "And how much will *they* get?"
The seven people he stared at either lowered their heads or averted their gazes.
"You can split the rest however you want."
Xiangluo Valley remained calm. "I want half, period," he said coolly. "If you don't agree, we can go our separate ways and hunt on our own."
A cold glint appeared in Yu Yijun's eyes.
"Fine! Half it is!"
Yu Yijun snapped, "Can we go in now?"
SWOOSH!
With a flicker, Xiangluo Valley's figure shot into the Floating Realm.
Yu Yijun followed close behind.
