Bai Junjun saw a dazzling array of beehives, some as large as wheels, others like washbasins, with the smallest being the size of a basketball.
Bai Junjun's eyes shone like lanterns; all these were money!
The two didn't speak a word and quickly got to work.
Li Wenli first created a gust of wind that blew the bees, already startled from the thorn bushes, away.
Bai Junjun then quickly threw out vines, plucking the beehives and tossing them into space.
In a flash, dozens of beehives, big and small, were all scooped up.
The two bandits, plucking beehives like picking melons, suddenly heard a faint sound of gears turning in the wind.
They both paused at the same time.
Why would there be a sound of gears turning in this place?
They instinctively looked toward the source of the sound.
Although they couldn't see any activity above, they could hear the Minister of Rites instructing someone to clink magic artifacts and he was also muttering to himself.