The upper stream returned to tranquility.
Seeing that Dongfang Liuli had already fled, Bo Qing calmly put away the semi-divine defensive spiritual artifact.
Turning back to look at Little Zhiyo and Little Wuya, these two little fellows had their mouths agape, enough to fit an egg inside.
"Vice captain, just how many spiritual artifacts do you have on you, like the one that just exploded?"
Little Zhiyo swallowed hard.
"Quite a few."
Bo Qing remained composed.
He found Tang Tiansong, who was bruised and battered by the residual force from the self-detonating spiritual artifact, and helped him up.
"Quite a few means how many? Ten... oh no, twenty pieces?"
Little Zhiyo looked eagerly.
"More than that."
Bo Qing replied unhurriedly.
He was known as the Treasure Child, a walking spiritual artifact detector wherever he went.
