Then, the first pawn who had spoken earlier suddenly called out, his eyes gleaming. "Senior Shao Ji! Think about it—Mo Hao's family went to the front lines. Do you really think they wouldn't plan ahead? There's no way they'd just leave their treasures out in the open, waiting to be stolen!"
He grinned, as if he had already solved the puzzle. "The so-called stolen treasures? Just worthless scraps. The real valuables? Mo Hao still has them."
A wave of realization swept through the crowd. Faces lit up with understanding.
"Exactly!" Shao Ji said, nodding. "Mo Hao's family isn't stupid."
"So the rat actually has a way to survive," someone muttered.
Shao Ji scoffed. "Surviving is one thing. But we can't let the demon get its hands on those treasures—that would be a real disaster for us."
