Xiang Shan gently tapped the box with his stick.
The box was a common one, only a bit thicker in panel.
However, the contents of the box were anything but ordinary.
It contained isotope batteries that could drive ordinary Martial Artists to desperate measures—thirteen or fourteen of them, each in immaculate condition, even including bits of connectivity components that had been torn off.
It appeared they had been forcefully dismantled.
Neatly arranged on top of the batteries was half a skull.
This design style subtly resembled the type commonly used by people of Jianghu, yet was distinct enough to be noticeably different, falling somewhere between "a unique Great Hero" and "government official."
"Life-Chasing Cavalry..." Ai Tielang sighed, "This..."
