"Pah! Beggars."
Zhong Lin spat on the three corpses on the ground. From them, he only managed to find two ounces of silver and nothing else. The most valuable thing was still the Ghost Head Blade in the hands of the man with the triangular eyes, which, if sold, could fetch about five ounces of silver.
He swung it twice in his hand; it felt quite handy.
"I was just thinking of going to the blacksmith shop to have a blade made, but now I can save that trouble."
Zhong Lin was extremely satisfied in his heart. After all, weapons were not cheap, and this Ghost Head Blade saved him several ounces of silver.
He paid no attention to the three corpses on the ground, as it wouldn't be long before the wild beasts in the forest devoured them clean, returning them to nature, and the government wouldn't care.
Taking advantage of the night, Zhong Lin quickly returned to the city, skillfully circling around to avoid any tails, and eventually returned to Sweet Water Alley via a small path.
