The hastened footsteps echoed through the ancient chamber, sending a ripple of tension through the air. With a shared glance, Li Wei and I swiftly concealed the weathered scroll within the hidden compartment, our movements deft and purposeful as we sought to mask any trace of our discovery. The imminent arrival of potential onlookers spurred us into action, compelling us to adopt an air of nonchalance and normalcy as we turned our attention away from the clandestine treasure we had uncovered.
As the approaching presence drew nearer, we assumed a casual posture, examining other artifacts in the chamber as if absorbed in the history and significance of the Moon Sword Sect's legacy. The elders who entered the chamber regarded us with a measured gaze, their scrutiny tinged with a hint of suspicion that lingered in the air like an unspoken question.
Elder Xing, the senior among them, spoke first, "Ah, young travelers, finding interest in our historical relics, I see."
