The crew member let out a sigh of relief, quickly picked up the Black Armor ingot, stuffed it back into the wooden box, and dashed off.
"Old Tan, what is this..."
Shopkeeper Chai witnessed the scene earlier and looked at the fat shopkeeper with a curious and somewhat peculiar gaze.
The fat shopkeeper's reaction was far too abnormal; it was obvious he deliberately wanted to hide the existence of the Black Armor ingot, which made Shopkeeper Chai think deeply.
"Old Chai, if you still consider me your brother, you must keep this matter a secret for me." The fat shopkeeper also clearly realized that the "situation was grim." He turned and grabbed Old Chai's arm as though afraid he'd run off.
"I'll keep it a secret, but you have to tell me what is really going on." Old Chai squinted his eyes, the beads in his gaze gleaming with cunning.
