When the weasels arrived at the safe zone, which was quite far away from where Bai Meiyue lived, they were stunned to find that the warehouse that they had been eyeing was being surrounded by a bunch of humans. However, they were not surprised. They had seen a lot in the past few days and knew that this was how the humans protected their valuables. Ordinary thieves wouldn’t have to steal anything from Master Song, as he was a close aide of Master Huang, but the weasels were not the same. They had stolen a lot of food from humans in the past few days and were never caught; thus, they didn’t fear Master Song.
What was more, they had walked quite far away to get to this safe base. The distance plus hunger had long turned these weasels upset. When they saw that there were a bunch of humans guarding the warehouse, they turned angry and gathered together to discuss how to deal with the mess in front of them. After a very long discussion, one of the weasels turned around and headed to the weaponry, where he mercilessly set the gunpowder on fire by pushing it inside the raging flames burning inside the fireplace. In an instant, the entire weaponry caught fire, and soon explosions started causing a riot in the safe zone.
"What happened?"
"The weaponry was set on fire."
"How could such a thing happen?"
"Stop talking! We need to douse the fire."
The guards never expected the weaponry to catch fire. It was so well protected; how come it suddenly caught fire? What was going on? Their safe zone was supposed to provide weapons to the safe capital. If all the weapons ended up getting burnt, then what would they hand over to the higher-ups? Master Song would kill them. The guards were in a hurry to stop the fire from spreading any further and didn’t notice that a group of weasels walked past them.
Even Master Song was woken up. The chaos that reigned in the safe zone made him hurry out of his apartment. He vaguely heard that the weaponry was on fire and hurried out of his bedroom. No! That place cannot be burnt down. He was hiding way too many secrets there.
However, when he arrived at the weaponry, he realised that it was too late. He stared at the burning ruins and crouched down with his hands on his head. He was staring at the burnt walls and gates with a look of despair on his face. Forget about the weapons; even the secret letters and many other things that he had stored away in the safe of the weaponry were burnt down. At this point, he might as well jump into the fire and die alongside them!
"Investigate! Investigate for me. Starting today, I want you all to dig six feet deep in the ground to find this bastard for me," Master Song roared at the ability users. He couldn’t believe that they didn’t even notice the trespasser who walked past them and set the weaponry on fire. That too, right under their noses.
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