The Hanyue Royal Family member's storage Magical Artifact was shaped like a scale and covered in complex restrictions. After Fang Cheng refined away the restrictions with his Li Hen Demon Light, he swept his Divine Sense inside, and a look of disappointment crossed his face.
With his discerning eye, he could tell this Royal Race member possessed no real treasures. Instead, he found quite a few Upper-Grade Spirit Stones and over a hundred jars of Spirit Wine. Apparently, the man had been a lover of wine.
He didn't bother looking further and put it away with a flick of his wrist.
An Escape Light drifted toward him from the front. The figure within was hazy and indistinct, but the voice was sweet and pleasing to the ear. "Fellow Daoist Fang, that Hanyue Royal Family member…"
It was none other than the graceful and charming beauty, Xie Wanqiu.
Fang Cheng sighed, shaking his head in frustration. "I'm not skilled in Flying Escape techniques. He got away."
