In the armory, there were 18 different types of weapons.
Xie Niushan first looked at his armory with satisfaction. Then, he walked to the metal box, dropped the lock, and opened it.
He obtained the things inside from his years of being a bandit and fighting barbarians. Each of them was worth a lot!
Xie Niushan smiled.
The box was opened bit by bit.
Suddenly, Xie Niushan's smile froze.
The metal box in front of him... how come... It was empty?!
"Men! Men!" Xie Niushan howled, "Where are my treasures?!"
The new steward was called over immediately. He looked troubled, especially when he saw Xie Niushan's livid face. He was frightened.
"Master, what treasure? I just became a steward. Don't you know that?" The steward said helplessly.
