When the Duke of Chen and his wife, along with Chen Shiyu and his two siblings, saw that the bandits had only taken two boxes of things, and that most of them were medicinal herbs, they found it somewhat unbelievable.

Did these bandits really change their ways after being granted amnesty?

Or are they just too ignorant, and their appetites aren't as big as they imagine?

However, the guards who accompanied them throughout the entire process presented a booklet that only contained a few notes, and they indeed only took two boxes with them.

"My lord, I have a feeling something's not quite right," said Lady Chen, feeling uneasy.

“What’s wrong with them? They only have a few hands. Do you think they can dig a hole right under our noses and smuggle things out?” Duke Chen was a veteran of the battlefield, and he didn’t believe in such superstitions.

"But in my heart..." The Duchess hesitated, remembering the meaningful smile Ji Fengyao gave her as she left, and felt a lump in her throat.

"Mother, if you're really worried, I'll have the steward go to the storeroom and check again later," Chen Shiyu reassured her.

The Duchess nodded sullenly: "That's the only way."

As soon as Ji Fengyao and the others got into the carriage, they lowered the partitions on all four sides, and they all looked excited.

Ji Fengming recalled the dark faces of the Duke of Chen and his sons, who clearly hated him to death but were helpless, and burst into laughter with satisfaction.

That hearty laughter made the guards at the Duke's mansion tremble with fear.

It seems they've really run into some bad luck!

"Guys, stay on your guard these next few days, don't make any mistakes," one of the more astute guards whispered to the others.

The others nodded without hesitation, deeply agreeing!

"Brother, how much did you take that makes you so happy?" Ji Fengyao asked curiously.

"The storage ring is more than half full," Ji Fengming said with a beaming smile, happily and treasurefully touching the storage ring in his hand. "Little sister, this is really a wonderful thing. It's filled with so much, yet it doesn't feel heavy at all. Get me a few more later, ten of them, one for each finger."

Ji Fengyao: "..."

Black Owl: "..."

Xique: "Wow, young master, you're getting so many storage rings! Are you planning to pull off a big heist? Are you going to raid the Chen State Duke's secret vault?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Fengming and Ji Fengyao's eyes lit up, and they both looked at Hei Xiao.

Black Owl: "..."

Don't look at me, I refuse to join!

"Master Hei..." Ji Fengyao said sweetly, rubbing Hei Xiao's left arm.

“Brother Hei…” Ji Fengming affectionately climbed onto Hei Xiao’s right shoulder.

The magpie blinked and suddenly said something unrelated: "Miss, isn't it inappropriate for you to speak to Master Hei like that? If the Prince finds out, will he chop Master Hei into eight pieces?"

"I'll go once the Magpie's storage ring is ready," Black Owl replied swiftly.

"Huh?" Xi Que was a beat slow to react, then overjoyed: "Brother Hei, you're so kind, you actually waited for me!"

Black Owl: "..."

Haha, you little magpie!

The highest level of threatening others is to do so without realizing it.

Ji Fengyao and Ji Fengming looked at each other in bewilderment. What happened to the Black Owl's claim that he wasn't afraid of Shang Xiye?

What's going on here?

Black Owl was also secretly puzzled. Why did he suddenly panic and agree on a whim?

He and Xiao Jiu have been fighting for over a decade. It would be abnormal if they didn't exchange a few sarcastic remarks or fight every now and then.

What is he panicking about?

“Making a storage ring is easy. I’ll make one for Xique as soon as I get back. Why don’t we strike while the iron is hot and go tonight?” Ji Fengyao’s eyes sparkled.