Monkey?
Clay?
Shen Mo and Bai Youwei were surprised. It took them a few seconds to react. There was indeed a small-time thief nicknamed Monkey who had stolen the clay props from Tan Xiao and Chang Weicai.
But now…
Shen Mo picked up the two pieces of gray clay and weighed them in his hand.
When these two pieces of clay were stolen, one had 9 uses left, the other had 8. But now, one had only 2 uses left, and the other just 1.
How did Monkey use them? From 17 uses, they were down to just 3! Weren't his injuries too frequent?
"Did you encounter Monkey?" Shen Mo asked Tan Xiao.
"No! But I ran into my brother Shan!" Tan Xiao excitedly pushed the sturdy man standing behind him to the front of Shen Mo and Bai Youwei, introducing, "This is Brother Shan, his real name is Hu Dashan! My good buddy! We've known each other since we were kids, we're really close!"