Huang Yan’s voice was loud, and his eyes burned with fury. As far as he was concerned, the shopkeeper was insulting him, not Xu Qing. After all, among the things Xu Qing was offering for sale were the items Huang Yan had given to him.

The shopkeeper’s hand snapped up to grab the bone Huang Yan had thrown in his face. His expression was now very grim. Inside, he was thinking scornfully of how Huang Yan had spent eight years working in the Pilot Assistance Division all for the purpose of chasing after a girl. The shopkeeper had the feeling this “Elder Sister” was probably just a random country farm girl, yet Huang Yan wouldn’t give up on showering her with expensive gifts. If Huang Yan was just looking for trouble, the shopkeeper had no problem giving it to him.

“You’re absolutely correct,” the shopkeeper said casually. “They are stolen items. Apparently, you were an accomplice in the Golden Vajra Warrior Sect heist. Someone report this to the Violent Crimes Division! The perpetrators of the Golden Vajra Warrior Sect heist have turned themselves in!”

In response, one of the shop clerks dramatically pulled out a transmission jade slip, looked at the shopkeeper, and then slowly sent a message to report the incident. The other customers in the shop, who were all disciples from various mountain peaks, looked on with glittering eyes.

Disciples who joined Seven Blood Eyes and lived in the environment they did were all clever people. Everyone present could see what was going on here. This matter didn’t really have anything to do with the Golden Vajra Warrior Sect...