He Lingchuan understood at once. He glanced outside the door a few times. No one was there. Even the Tongxin Guard could not be bothered to come over.

Still, he casually set up a barrier, then said, “Speak plainly.”

Fang Canran did not bother with courtesies either. “Did you get the frost pellets?”

“Sort of. I’ve already found someone to appraise them.” He Lingchuan shrugged. “Hopefully, they’ll be usable.”

Fang Canran said “good” several times in a row, then asked, “The Giant Thunderclap Beast’s last egg really wasn’t saved?”

“It shattered too.”

He Lingchuan had already handed the gliding suit to the servants for washing. Once it was dry, he would return it directly to Fushan Yue.

Earlier, when he had flown over the mountain ridge, he had happened to see the Giant Thunderclap Beast leading its clan to the foot of the mountain in a rage. From the look of it, they were going to seek revenge on the nothing beast leader.

At the time, he had suspected that the last beast egg had not survived either.

The reason was simple: if the beast egg were still there, even if only one remained, the Giant Thunderclap Beast would never be able to leave it behind to chase the nothing beasts.

Its strength was genuinely terrifying, but its head was nowhere near as useful as its enemy’s.

After He Lingchuan left the mountains...