"Dragon Master, here, this is for you."
After his excitement had subsided, Qiu Bai handed the Leopard Gall Sword Pill to Mu Jinyu.
Mu Jinyu did not reach out to take it but looked at him curiously, saying, "Isn't that your spoils of war, why give it to me?"
Qiu Bai chuckled, "Dragon Master, you know I don't use any weapons. Otherwise, I wouldn't have ended up fighting you with my fists even after obtaining this magic sword. So, it's useless for me; please take it as a token of gratitude for helping your subordinate with the alchemy."
Seeing that Mu Jinyu still seemed reluctant, Qiu Bai continued to persuade, "Think about it, Dragon Master, this isn't really my spoils of war; I just got it earlier. If Chen Mo hadn't died by my hand just now, with your strength, taking him down would have been a breeze, so this actually is your spoils of war!"
Upon hearing Qiu Bai's reasoning, Mu Jinyu thought for a moment and felt it made some sense.
