"It's nothing. I forgot to return your Qiankun Cloth Bag."
Xu Lei said, "Alright, you can go now."
As he spoke, Xu Lei tossed the small bag back to her.
He had just used up the remaining Explosive Packages.
So, he could just return it to Qing Lian.
'It's a shame. I wonder if those four fat nuns had any Qiankun Cloth Bags on them. If they did, they were probably blown to bits.'
'After all, that explosion was terrifyingly powerful.'
"Thank you, Senior."
Qing Lian was stunned. She never expected to get her Qiankun Cloth Bag and Magical Artifact back.
She cupped the Qiankun Cloth Bag in her two slender, jade-like hands, staring blankly for a moment. Her large, beautiful eyes fixed on Xu Lei, and she blinked a few times.
But Xu Lei said nothing more.
He simply turned to inspect the mangled corpses of the four fat nuns.
Qing Lian didn't dare say anything else either and quickly, stealthily slipped away.
She ran faster and faster, soon disappearing from sight.
