This Mr. Jun, he really did not set him up.
Honestly, he wasn't short of money, but swiping stuff from Baiming Sect was damn satisfying.
When he reported back to his superiors, he could even earn a second-class merit.
"Hey, boss, how did you know Baiming Sect had a hideout here? I just checked it out, and these are some serious goodies. Whether it's the range and accuracy of those guns or the power of those flash grenades, they're leagues beyond what we have, man. How could they hide this 'treasure' here?" his aide asked excitedly, squatting beside Shangguan Yu with his hand resting on the edge of the sofa.
"It's all because your boss here is so clever. If we had come any later, there would only be an empty warehouse tomorrow."
"Boss, hand on heart, tell me, does this batch of weapons have anything to do with Jun San Sha?"
"How do you know that?"
