"Huh. Well, I'll be damned. There is a slave wagon coming this way," Zhen Xing noted as he used aether to enhance his vision to look further down the trail and away from the mines. "I guess the Xiao Liu effect is in full swing."
"The what?" Antonio and Maggie asked, simultaneously.
"Just a family joke," Zhen Tai answered. "Ever since Zhen Liu came back from the dead as a bonafide cultivator of [Chaos], the man has attracted equal amounts of good and bad fortune like a magnet."
"That can't possibly be..."
"Before you ask us to elaborate, let's go and hijack that wagon first. Okay?"
"Right, right. No time for dilly-dallying..."
Once they had confirmed their adhoc plan, Zhen Tai, Zhen Xing, Maggie and Antonio proceeded to go and do something that the former two never thought they would ever do: steal a slave wagon.
"How are we doing this, by the way? Stealthily or violently?"
"Well, looking at our group's composition...I guess we're taking a page out of Zhen Liu's book."
