However, the two who had created such a shocking scene remained calm: "This weapon is handed over to you. How to distribute it among the three armies is entirely up to your arrangents, but we still hope everyone keeps the matter of the Qiankun Bag a secret.
Although it has already lost its function, others don’t know that. If rumors spread, it could cause us a lot of trouble."
The La Man Uncle accepted the seemingly ordinary bag with trembling hands, his heart filled with unease.
Even though the bag had lost its original power, it was once a treasure of the Immortals. Was it truly appropriate to hand it over to him just like this?
Besides, these two clearly feared trouble, so weren’t they afraid of this causing problems?
Could this hot potato spark a new wave of conflict?
"Relax. At most, it’s just an ordinary bag now, and others won’t be able to tell anything special about it." Bai Junjun said indifferently.
"..." The La Man Uncle.
These two truly didn’t appreciate the value of treasures. This was an Immortal’s treasure!
But then again, considering how they remained unmoved even when facing the legacy of their sect, one couldn’t help but wonder if there was anything in this world capable of stirring their hearts.
Perhaps, there wasn’t?
To possess such a calm and detached nature, untouched by worldly desires, at such a young age—this kind of temperant and breadth of mind was truly admirable.
Bai Junjun and Li Wenli were unaware that the La Man Uncle had ntally elevated them to the status of deities. After handing over the weapons, the two planned to take a nap so they could make further arrangents.
It was only then that the La Man Uncle suddenly recalled they had stayed up through the night, and their bodies were still caked with mud.
Such was their overwhelming personal charm that everyone interacting with them had completely overlooked their disheveled state.
Awoken to the reality, the La Man Uncle quickly led them back. As for these weapons, the three decided to notify Yuwen Qi and other officials later.
Bai Junjun didn’t bother herself about how the La Man Uncle planned to explain the matter to others.
She went with the Fox to the resting quarters, which consisted of two similar Tube-shaped Buildings, where the guards had thoughtfully prepared hot water for them in advance.
Bai Junjun bid farewell to Li Wenli, entered her own Tube-shaped Building, and washed up before heading to sleep.
While she drifted into dreamland, the La Man Uncle woke up Yuwen Qi, and even summoned other responsible generals, dragging them to that patch of forest.
Everyone’s eyes widened as they took in the sight of the bursting array of Repeating Crossbows, Mystic Iron Crossbows, and arrow feathers.
"This...???"
"How... how could there be so many?"
The La Man Uncle glanced at his junior apprentice, then at the weapons, and finally gazed seriously at the gathered crowd.
"Ladies and gentlen, you all know the origin of our sect. The truth is, our sect has an heirloom Magical Treasure called Sow Beans to Turn Them into Soldiers, the specifics of which cannot be elaborated upon. Suffice to say, we had previously hidden these items in the Imperial Capital. Thanks to the Fox Brothers and Miss Junjun, we managed to retrieve them. Fortunately, these weapons can still be used, which resolves our imdiate crisis."
In reality, aside from the blueprints being theirs, the rest had little to do with them. But earlier, Junjun and the Fox both explicitly stated that they’d rather not reveal their involvent, nor the existence of the Qiankun Bag.
After weighing their options, the three decided that invoking the na of their sect was the most convincing explanation.
The crowd, already inclined to view the Mohist sect as shrouded in intrigue and wonder, stared at the seemingly spontaneous appearance of the weapons. What choice did they have but to believe?
Of course, so speculated that the Mohists might possess the techniques of Yan Shi, and had employed the Five Ghosts Fortune-Telling Spell last night, secretly mobilizing mountain spirits to transport the items from the Imperial Capital.
But regardless of such conjectures, they knew it was unlikely.
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