Wang Chen slowly descended to the ground.
The fierce fire had already been extinguished, but the ground was still scalding hot, emitting wisps of green smoke.
The great fire he had brought down not only destroyed the majority of the mine but also completely eradicated the Grey Wolf Bandits and their crew of thieves.
The moment Wang Chen landed, he reached out and pulled over a copper hammer.
This magic artifact was used by the leader of the Grey Wolf Bandits, and after its master was killed, it lost its control.
It was certainly a decent spoils of war.
Taken.
Though small, a fly is still meat, and Wang Chen didn't let go of the other equipment carried by the leader of the Grey Wolf Bandits, including the storage bag hanging at his waist, which he unceremoniously took.
He opened it and swept through it with his divine sense.
Oh ho!
