Back at the scavenger basecamp, Xu Qing had often charged a fee to provide help to others. Although his rate was a bit dramatic on this occasion, he didn’t feel uncomfortable about it at all. He was under no obligation to provide help, and therefore, it made sense that he would charge more money to someone who gave him an attitude.

Upon hearing his words, Elder Sister Ding looked thoughtful, while Zhao Zhongheng’s expression turned grimmer. Zhao Zhongheng even seemed inclined to say something in response, but didn’t. In the past, he would definitely have made a sarcastic comment, but right now, he was hesitating.

Xu Qing looked over the group, and when it seemed like they weren’t going to pay him, he didn’t say anything further, and just turned his boat around to leave. However, that was when Elder Sister Ding spoke up.

“No problem!” she said. Waving her hand, she summoned her own dharmaboat, a beautiful craft that resembled a willow leaf and pulsed with impressive spirit power. Leaping onto it, she sent it toward Xu Qing.

Stunned, Zhao Zhongheng stammered, “Elder Sister, y-you....”

Elder Sister Ding didn’t spare a second glance for Zhao Zhongheng. As she neared Xu Qing, the creeping vines in the area swarmed toward her. In the blink of an eye, she seemed to be in great danger.

Xu Qing waved his hand, sending out a black bolus to land right in front of Elder Sister Ding. Instantly, the vines backed away, allowing her clear passage. Once she was next to him, she jumped onto his dharmaboat and collected her own back up. Of course, she was actually standing precariously on top of his dharmaboat’s defensive s...