Moreover, Cheng Zongyang's analysis concluded that Lu Wufei was just a reckless, impulsive person with more brawn than brains.
About fifteen minutes later, Li Lu walked in carrying a pair of black gloves.
"Brother Cheng, these should be Lu Yan's gloves."
Cheng Zongyang was quite surprised. "So there really were gloves?"
Li Lu said, "They were mixed in with the other weapons. But I'm not sure if they were the ones Lu Yan used."
Cheng Zongyang immediately looked toward Lu Wushuang. She nodded, walked over, and took the gloves. She pried off a fingernail-sized object embedded in them and handed it to Cheng Zongyang.
Cheng Zongyang took the object. It was small and smooth, but surprisingly heavy—weighing more than half a pound. It clearly wasn't a stone, but an extremely dense metallic mineral.
He squeezed it with a bit of force but found he couldn't make a dent. He suddenly looked at Lu Wushuang. "Why didn't you trade this for the Li Family's bounty?"
