"......"

Sheryl chuckled in exasperation, swatting away Jiang Han's hand that was reaching towards him. "Don't push your luck. I only have two scrolls on me."

He couldn't possibly give them all to his apprentice, especially since the chances of encountering a god-level powerhouse were much higher for him than for his student.

"Are you sure there's nothing else good?" Jiang Han pressed, given the gravity of the situation.