Mu Chen's hands suddenly stilled before he looked at Song Ning.
"What's wrong?" Song Ning asked.
Instead of replying, he held her hand and placed it on the spot that he had just touched.
Song Ning was stunned.
The inner lining of the three boxes was silvery white silk. This was not strange since the silk was used to protect the clothing.
However, the inner wall of the empty box felt different, and it sounded different when they knocked on it.
Song Ning reached out and tore off a corner of the silk lining. She slowly pulled the silk off, revealing a hidden compartment on the inner wall of the box.
The two of them looked at each other.
The workmanship of the box was really exquisite. No one would be able to guess there was a hidden compartment. Even Song Ning would not have guessed it.
There was even a fingerprint lock on the hidden compartment.
