As Shen Yanxiao had guessed, the seven from the Silver Hands did not leave the city overnight.
After they succeeded, they returned to their previous inn to rest.
The six young men who had just seen Shen Yanxiao's storeroom were still excited. If it were not for Gu Qingming, they would not have been able to restrain themselves.
"Second-in-charge, are we really not taking those treasures? Why don't we send Shen Yanxiao two more letters later?" With their minds still filled with thoughts of rare treasures, the members of the Silver Hands could not stay calm.
As a group of thieves, it was absolutely torture for them to see a pile of treasures in front of them without taking a single one.
Gu Qingming could not help but laugh as he looked at his six subordinates. They were very obvious about expressing their regrets.
"If you really want to, then go back and tell our leader."
"Really?" The six of them immediately became excited.
