"Hey, how many Spirit Beasts have we caught this time?" A man with a large thick waist and a full beard walked out from the tent and asked as he sat down beside the two people who were sitting in the centre of the camp.
"Boss, we have already caught close to twenty Spirit Beasts, and two of them are even Saint Ranked Beasts that can talk!" The two men stood up and said.
"Oh? We've already caught close to twenty?" Full-beard said happily, "This time, we'll strike it rich! HAHAHA!"
"Boss, this idea of your is really great. Those people are going to seize the treasure but we're here capturing Spirit Beasts."
"Those Spirit Beasts have all been attracted by that treasure and those who passed us have lost their battle strength because of the knockout drug that we scattered and were directly captured by us. If we sell those Spirit Beasts to those shopkeepers, we really will strike it rich this time!"
