"Since it's a treasure of my brother, it should be retrieved!"
As he spoke, the Great Sage flashed to the front of the Clean Altar Envoy, intending for him to hand over the Treasure Sword.
"Senior Brother is being unreasonable! This sword is something I picked up, why should I hand it over to you?"
"Fool, stop arguing! This sword is the treasure of my brother. The execution at the Yin River Gate relied entirely on him. You may act out normally, but how can you covet your own family's treasure today?"
The ugly man immediately replied in frustration, "Why didn't you say so earlier? Since it's my brother's treasure, I should indeed return it. By the way, I also fished out a red cloth strip here, and no one has come to claim it, so it seems like an ownerless thing. I might as well give it to my brother as a meeting gift."
The Great Sage looked at the red cloth strip, and the more he looked, the more familiar it seemed.