C1890 It Didn't Make Sense

It doesn't make sense.

"Qin Hall Master, the scales and bones of this Crimson Armored Tiger are good materials for crafting weapons. We need to collect them." Seeing that Qin Chu had only collected the blood essence and tiger gall, Xu Kong spoke.

Qin Chu looked at Xu Kong. "Haha! I forgot that you are a blacksmith, Master. Please accept the materials!"

"No! This was killed by Qin Hall Master