One of the guards walked over to the cart and started off loading its contents, most of the furs weren't all that big, the bigger the fur the greater the value.
For the most part it was just rabbit or squirrel furs so if any one wanted to make anything out of them, they would have to cut and sew multiple furs togethers, making it look patchy, but with bigger furs there was a lot more that could be done so the price would climb by dozens of time.
As the guard emptied everything he knocked onto the floor and immediately noticed that it was hollow.
Just then a cold wind blew through the tent making the lamps flicker until they went out, the sudden darkness made all of them freeze not just the guards but also the cultivator Triston.
"Sssh," Triston hushed them as they begun to make a noise and focused on his ears intently, and that's when he noticed a problem, it was silent too silent.
