The bundle was opened, revealing a fleeting glimpse of delicate light. Wang Mu's eyes widened as he watched.
A short while later, the air grew silent.
"Is this the Treasure you were talking about?" Wang Mu pointed to a pile of junk in the bundle. His years of mining experience allowed him to instantly recognize it as scrap.
The Jinmao Rat looked utterly astonished and immediately started rummaging through the junk. After a long search, it wailed, "No! How can this be? Where is the Treasure I stole?"
"How can it be fake?"
Wang Mu laughed; it seemed this thieving rat had failed. Indeed, how could the Treasures of the Sword Sect Holy Land, highly coveted even by Mu Lanxue, be so easily stolen by a Jinmao Rat?
"It's an Illusion Technique!" the Jinmao Rat ground its teeth. "Damn it! No wonder it was so easy within that barrier; it turns out it was all fake! It only reveals itself once you're out of range… Damn it, damn it all! SOB SOB SOB..."
