While Dead Baldy went to prepare, Tyrant Dragon and Di Qinglong once again confirmed the steps of their plan.
After spending so much time together, the two rebellious disciples had figured out one of Dead Baldy's habits—every night, he brought out the treasure box to bask it in the moonlight.
Officially, this was to let the treasure box absorb the essence of the moonlight and recharge—but only an idiot would believe that!
If the two rebellious disciples had not recovered part of their former memories, they might really have been fooled by Dead Baldy. That was the legendary Void Divine Artifact, the Moonlight Treasure Box. It could recharge just by basking in the moonlight? Who was he trying to fool, a three-year-old?
Dead Baldy sprinkled the moonlight over the treasure box, and judging by the way he sighed repeatedly, he was probably looking at it and remembering someone.
As for whom he was remembering, the two rebellious disciples had no idea. After all, most of their memories were incomplete, and their personalities were now much closer to those of Tyrant Dragon and Di Qinglong.
Back to the plan: as long as they dragged out the lecture until Dead Baldy's daily moon-basking time, he would inevitably take out the treasure box he carried with him. Then, as long as they gave Bai Wuxia enough time to take a few more looks, they would have the counterfeit figured out!
As for swapping the real one and the fake one later... They had plenty of time. They could wait patiently for an opportunity!
"Wujing, Wujing, will I look too flashy in this kasaya? I bought it from Pindao's Bargain Store. It only arrived the day before yesterday!"
The handsome bald man whose scalp could reflect light soon emerged excitedly, dressed in a golden