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Creak!

After tidying up, Hai Bo Dong headed to the shop out front. But the moment he stepped inside, his body suddenly froze.

He saw Xiao Meng rummaging through everything. He was chewing on the medicinal herbs Hai Bo Dong had kept on the lower shelf beneath the counter, holding several magic cores from the small hidden room at the back in his right hand. His left hand was still searching everywhere, and he had even swept up the gold coins on the counter.

At the sight, Hai Bo Dong nearly spat out blood. Had he pledged himself to a bandit?

"What are you standing there like an idiot for?"

Seeing Hai Bo Dong standing at the entrance like a wooden post, Xiao Meng paused before saying, "Hurry up and put away all your good stuff. We probably won't be coming back here again."

Hai Bo Dong's face darkened. He glanced around the places where he had stored his treasures. This bastard had already turned them inside out. Put away what, exactly?

"By the way, Old Hai, how did you split this map into two?" Xiao Meng suddenly stepped forward, slung an arm around the Ice Emperor's shoulders, hooked him by the neck, and dragged him into the shop. A fragment of the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame map appeared out of nowhere in his left palm.

"Old Hai?"

Ice Emperor: "I %@￥..."

"Take your hand off me first." Being hooked shoulder-to-shoulder with some brat made Hai Bo Dong thoroughly uncomfortable. It felt utterly ridiculous.

"Talk." Xiao Meng glared at him. Not only did he not loosen his right hand around Hai Bo Dong's neck, he tightened it further, nearly suffocating him. It was as though if Hai Bo Dong dared to stall again, Xiao Meng would snap his neck.

"I'll