Mike King Ceplano was furious.
More than ten minutes earlier, he had passed by the lakeside pavilion and seen light over here. On a whim, he had come closer to take a look, only to be struck head-on by a Fox Bullet that flew out of the pavilion, exposing him on the spot.
It gave him the crushing sense of having everything ruined at the last moment, along with the humiliation of being caught red-handed just as he picked up a dung bomb to throw into someone else's home.
Of course, Sephrano had not come to Linzhong Lake in the dead of night to throw dung bombs into the water.
He had come to Linzhong Lake at night to cheer on the Merfolk Tribe and conduct the first transaction of the new term. During the chaos at Linzhong Lake a few days ago during the Magic Ban Festival, many students in the lake had fallen into the water. Although all the students had made it safely ashore, the merfolk had quietly intercepted and kept the things they had been carrying. Thus, the Merfolk Tribe had accumulated another batch of fine merchandise.
These "goods" were cheap and of good quality, and had always sold well on the black market in Beta Town. Much of the funding behind the Xiangqi Society's strong rise in recent years had come from this business.
In addition, Mike King Ceplano had brought the "justice fund" donated to the Merfolk Tribe by those clubs within the Alpha Academy Student Union Federation that supported the merfolk's righteous cause—including Gold Beans, stone knives and axes, Bone Talismans, Armor Plaques, and many little trinkets decorated with fish scales and fins.
All of those things were now stuffed into the simple Mustard Seed Pouch at his waist.
All he needed was