"City Lord, what are you doing?"
Watching Qinghua Yueming's actions, Dongfang Xiong and the others all felt a flicker of unease. After exchanging glances with them, Dongfang Xiong stepped forward and asked.
At his words, everyone else from the Dongfang Family looked toward Qinghua Yueming, as did the members of the surrounding families.
After all, the matter was essentially over by now, yet from the look of things, it still had not been resolved. At the very least, the Dongfang Family's property had yet to be returned.
"Dongfang Xiong!"
Faced with their stares, Qinghua Yueming was in no pleasant mood either. Somewhat stifled, he said, "Your property isn't in the Storage Pouch. It isn't even on this fellow."
"I suspect he already sent it away, or perhaps moved it somewhere else!"
At those words, the entire gathering fell deathly silent.
Everyone stared at Qinghua Yueming in astonishment, as though looking at a fool.
After all, they had seen everything that happened earlier. They all knew the assassin's situation: he had been utterly overwhelmed, without even the slightest power to resist.
Even when he had managed to fight back, he had paid an enormous price for it, leaving him with absolutely no opportunity to send anything away.
Under those circumstances, the item had to be inside the Storage Pouch. Yet now?
Qinghua Yueming actually claimed it was missing, that it was not inside at all. Was he trying to fool idiots? Was he treating the Dongfang Family like a pack of imbeciles?
Of course, what filled their hearts even more at that moment was curiosity and greed.
Although they did not know exactly what the item was, anything that could make a city lord from the Qinghua Lineage stoop so shamelessly to obtain it had to be immensely valuable.
Precisely because