Facing Feng Jun's question, Sophia answered with certainty, "Of course I could tell it was extraordinary. It was simply too heavy! Much heavier than gold. You said it was... Black Iron? Is that how it's pronounced? Is it valuable?"
"Why do you have so many questions?" Feng Jun shook his head, caught between laughter and tears. "Black Iron is certainly valuable, but it's ultimately just a metal. One or two pieces of it aren't much use."
What he said was not entirely truthful. He felt quite regretful about the Black Iron being taken away, and since Sophia had noticed the material's unusual properties, she would definitely investigate it further—there were far too many cases of people killing and setting fires just to obtain new formulas.
But no matter what, this was merely a matter of material applications. Though it was not entirely insensitive, it could never compare to "the remains of a freshly deceased alien creature"—that implied far, far too much.
Feng Jun frowned and thought for a moment before asking in a deep voice, "Were those five things all you took?"
"I wanted to take everything," Sophia spread her hands, her face full of helplessness. "But unfortunately, I couldn't carry that much. So, Boss, you should equip me with a Storage Talisman... I'm serious."
"You already have a trunk," Feng Jun said with a dismissive wave. Sophia had performed quite well this time, but he would not break his principles because of that. Besides—with a Storage Talisman, could she defeat a Saint Arbiter?
So the three items being taken had nothing to do with whether she possessed a Storage Talisman. It was because she could not beat them. Even if he gave her one, they could just seize her Storage Talisman, and then they would have everything instead.
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