In this larger box, there weren't many items stored, just a few small porcelain bottles, a sealed jar of wine, along with two Mitsubishi Military Daggers, a multifunctional folding knife, and a sharp dagger.
"Xiaomi, where did all these come from?"
If the ginseng from earlier could be understood as Xiaomi having gone up the mountain to dig for it overnight,
he really couldn't explain these at all.
Picking up that dagger, forged entirely of fine iron, it glimmered coldly. With just one glance, he knew it was far superior to his own dagger.
Then he picked up a foot-long knife of unknown origin, without a scabbard, looking extremely cold and dangerous. The blade was very thin, the widest part only two fingers wide, and there was a groove in the middle.
Additionally, there was a folded item that Wei Ziang fiddled with for a while, surprisingly discovering that such a small thing held many little gadgets.
