Duan Rong was startled and immediately flashed to a position not far from Ximen Kankan's side. Upon a closer look, he saw Ximen Kankan holding a big copper hammer, standing in front of the pile of broken weapons, the hammerhead as large as a human head.
In front of Ximen Kankan, a large pit appeared in the pile of weapons, and many broken weapons rolled to his feet.
Ximen Kankan turned his head back, looked at Duan Rong, and grinned, "It's nothing, I just pulled this thing up from below."
Duan Rong secretly sighed and said, "This kid always causes a racket wherever he goes!"
Seeing that Ximen Kankan was fine, Duan Rong then looked at the brass embossed ankle bracelet in his hand under the firelight. The bracelet was polished smooth, with exquisite patterns, clearly a fine piece.
"The sect is really generous, treating such items as trash..."
Actually, these things might still be top-notch in the mortal world.
