Greed wanted to weep, but had no tears to shed. He felt embarrassed, even humiliated.... And yet that humiliation soon turned to indignation as he saw Meng Hao's delighted gaze shift from the Lightning Cauldron to... the shield and the little bell.
"Those are mine!!" Greed roared, his eyes wide. However, the sound of his voice couldn't leave that blue sun. Even if he roared louder, the only thing anyone might be able to see was the blue glow of the sun intensifying a bit.
Meng Hao stared fixedly at the little shield, then took a deep breath. For some reason, he had the feeling that he... could control it.
