Chen Biao's expression changed, but he quickly recovered. "Young Master Huang, just watch. If that Saint Thief really dares to come, we'll make sure he never leaves."
"As far as I know, no treasures have ever gone missing at any of your Rare Treasures Pavilion's Rare Treasures Appreciation Gatherings. But it seems that Saint Thief has never failed to steal something he wanted, either. One side will have to break its record this time. Spear against shield—it looks like we'll find out which is stronger," Huang Xiao said with a smile.
Chen Biao smiled as well. "These matters aren't for a mere branch shopkeeper like me to manage or worry about. In any case, I have faith in the Rare Treasures Pavilion, whether he's a Thief Sage or a Thief God."
"I was thinking, if the Saint Thief really succeeds, your Rare Treasures Pavilion will probably lose face," Huang Xiao said.
"That is absolutely impossible," Chen Biao said, his expression turning solemn.
"A joke, just a joke. Don't take it to heart, Shopkeeper Chen." Huang Xiao smiled. "Hmm?"
Suddenly, Huang Xiao's brow twitched. He sensed that the Minghong Saber at his waist seemed somewhat restless again.
Seeing Huang Xiao looking around as though searching for something, Chen Biao could not help asking, "Has something caught your eye, Young Master Huang?"
Huang Xiao saw the words "Rare Ores Section" ahead and immediately understood. He had some idea of what had stirred the Minghong Saber.
The Minghong Saber's disturbance was slight this time. Huang Xiao quickly suppressed it with his internal power, leaving outsiders unable to notice anything.
"I wonder what ores you have. I'm rather curious," Huang Xiao said, pointing ahead.
"Oh? Are you planning to forge a weapon, Young Master Huang?" Chen Biao asked.
"I'm just interested," Huang Xiao replied.