"This creature is absolute trash. I didn't even use ten percent of my strength, and it died the moment I exerted any effort."
Qin Yanyan cast a glance at Niu Baoguo and spoke indifferently, while stooping down to pick up the dragon tendon he had tossed aside.
"Still, this dragon tendon isn't bad. I can use it to make a whip later."
Chapter 49