Zhuge Yun roughly counted the artifacts listed, totaling sixteen—certainly not a few. However, he knew that Dan Yu Xinchang, that cunning fox, wouldn't reveal his trump card at the outset. There must be another list in his possession.
But how many lists had he prepared?
A strong fighting will surged in Zhuge Yun's heart, not solely for avenging the He Family but also to fight for the honor of the nation!
Sisi and Tian Xinhua both sensed a change in Zhuge Yun's demeanor. If before Zhuge Yun resembled a piece of mild, polished warm jade, now he seemed like an unsheathed treasured sword, with a killing aura that was piercing.
It was as if they were watching a play; under the relentless pressure of the cunning Zhuge Yun, Dan Yu Xinchang, breathless from his pursuer's steps, took out list after list from his briefcase, until the fifth one. By then, Dan Yu Xinchang's complexion had turned ashen.
