Lin Yi sighed inwardly, then closed the Spirit Scroll and handed it back to Zhao Honglie. His tone was calm, yet carried an unquestionable authority. "Captain Zhao, immediately take some men and inventory every damaged Emperor Artifact in the warehouse. Categorize and register them according to the extent of the damage—those that can be repaired, those that need to be scrapped, and those missing components. List each one clearly and report back to me in half an hour. Also, sort out all inventory records and repair application documents from the past hundred years and send them to my Steward Mansion."
"Yes! I'll handle it right away!" Seeing Lin Yi's grave expression, Zhao Honglie did not dare slack off in the slightest. He promptly bowed to accept the order, then turned and gathered the White Tiger Captains guarding the warehouse to get to work.
Lin Yi stood alone in the center of the warehouse, his gaze sweeping over the mountain-like piles of damaged Emperor Artifacts. A sharp glint flashed through his eyes.
He had taken on this mess.
Clearly, whether he could establish himself among the White Tiger Captains had nothing to do with the trivial matters of the Outer City. It depended entirely on the bad accounts of the Armor and Weapon Pavilion.
This was a test the Venus Tower Master had personally assigned him. Otherwise, the Venus Tower Master would not have singled this matter out from the very beginning.
With that thought, Lin Yi reached out and took a damaged protective Emperor Armor from the shelf before him.
This was the standard battle armor issued to White Tiger Captains. It was entirely dark black, forged in the shape of a White Tiger pouncing on prey. The shoulder guards protruded like tiger heads, while the skirt hung down like