"These are the crystals we seized from the mine. Thirteen thousand in all." Jared pushed the crystals toward Hadrian. "These are for Skywolf Tribe. Take them as a small token from me."
Hadrian looked at the pile of crystals and stayed quiet for a long, long time.
Thirteen thousand high-quality crystals were enough to keep every warrior in the Skywolf Tribe cultivating for decades. With those crystals, the tribe's strength could rise by an entire tier.
"Jared, you risked your life to take these crystals... I..."
"If the Skywolf Tribe brothers hadn't held the celestials back with their lives, there was no way I could've taken them," Jared cut in. "These crystals were bought with the lives of the brothers who died. If you don't accept them, then their blood was spilled for nothing."
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