At the Lion-Slaying Tournament, Zhou Zhiruo and the Emei Sect had shone brilliantly. Aside from her Nine Yin Manual, much of the credit went to these Thunderclap Fire Bombs. The Ming Cult members had witnessed their power firsthand, so naturally, the impression had remained deeply etched in their minds.
Because of everything that had happened in the past, coupled with Zhou Zhiruo later throwing herself into Song Qingshu's arms, the Ming Cult members naturally had little goodwill toward her. Yang Xiao was deeply calculating and did not bring it up, but Zhou Dian was blunt by nature and soon could no longer hold back.
Everyone turned to Song Qingshu. Even Xue Baochai looked somewhat suspicious. She had never known Jia Baoyu possessed Thunderclap Fire Bombs. Otherwise, would she have needed to worry herself so much?
Song Qingshu had long known someone would ask, so he calmly explained, "My father knew my martial arts were weak and feared that villains might harm me, so he specifically gave them to me for self-defense. I must not use them unless it is a matter of life and death."
Only then did everyone understand. Jia Sidao had once held power over the court, and the Southern Song Army also possessed firearms. Obtaining weapons similar to Thunderclap Fire Bombs would not have been difficult.
Xue Baochai knew even more. Even if Jia Sidao had not used his official connections, Hero's Island had many channels through which it could acquire Thunderclap Fire Bombs.
"We happen to be preparing a banquet here. If you do not mind, please stay and have a cup of humble wine." As the host of this gathering, Xue Baochai naturally began making arrangements.
Galdan, the Ming Cult, the Muzhuolun Tribe, and the others had also wanted to take this opportunity to grow