The term "heavy treasure" had a special definition; it was not something that could be slapped onto just anything, or it would be a complete joke.
Generally speaking, heavy treasures referred to the finest treasures, including Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.
Wang Chen had not actually intended to slap Old Master Mu to death. After all, this was the capital beneath the Son of Heaven's feet, the foremost land under heaven. Even if he had reason on his side, he could not casually take lives or injure people.
Earlier, he had merely crippled the two Fourth Tier Martial Generals who had dared make a move against him.
He had never expected that this slap of his would actually expose something!
"Then I'll give you one last chance."
Wang Chen withdrew his hand and said calmly, "If you dare play tricks again..."
Crack!
Before he could finish speaking, the table before him suddenly split into four pieces and crashed noisily onto the floor.
Medicine King Manor had been built with great splendor, and its furniture and furnishings were no ordinary goods. This large table in the front hall had been crafted from ebony hundreds of years old. Its style was luxurious and its material hard; ordinary blades and axes could not even split it apart.
Yet it had somehow fallen apart just like that.
What was even more unbelievable was that the sandalwood box, banknotes, and tea set resting on the table had not been affected in the slightest, nor had they fallen to the ground!
They seemed to be supported by a pair of invisible giant hands, suspended motionlessly in midair.
Other than Wang Chen, everyone present stared wide-eyed!
Shangguan Pengfei and Old Master Mu in particular were so shocked that words could not describe it.
Both were knowledgeable men.