Is it worth my effort?

"Xia Hou Zhi!"

Ye Qing Qian bellowed in rage when she saw the leader taking out the brocade bag.

Her facial features scrunched up and she could not maintain her gentle temperament any longer.

"You are a mercenary group hired by me and His Highness. According to the hiring regulations, all your loot today should be handed over to your employer!"

As she spoke, she had rapidly moved towards Ye Qing Luo.

She stretched out her hand in an attempt to snatch the brocade bag from the leader.

"Slap!"

Ye Qing Qian felt a burst of burning pain from her wrist.

A very clear red mark emerged on her fair slender wrist.

Ye Qing Qian sucked in a mouthful of cold air in pain and quickly retracted back her arm, groaning in anguish.

Immediately, she watched Ye Qing Luo took over the brocade bag from the leader, threw it in the air to weigh it in her hand a couple of times.