Holding the familiar trash grabber, Fang Chenyi felt a growing sense of excitement, just like when he had first received it.
At that moment, Fang Chenyi was the only one in the great hall. As for the men he'd brought with him, aside from those helping Poseidon Trapp stabilize the situation, the rest were all waiting outside.
With nothing to worry about, Fang Chenyi strolled leisurely around the hall, casually swinging the trash grabber as his eyes scanned his surroundings.
After a quick tour of the room, Fang Chenyi casually used the grabber to pick up a glass bottle from a tabletop and tossed it into his woven bag without a second thought.
A notification sound, both familiar and yet strangely distant, instantly rang in his mind. It was familiar because it had accompanied him for nearly a year, but distant because it had been a while since he'd last heard it.
