Ye Yuan immediately grabbed her hand, which was also slightly sweaty.
They quickly crouched behind the exhibit pillar, pressing close to the wall.
In the dim light, they saw several figures with guns, their fierce silhouettes rushing up to the second floor, followed by the loud bangs of tempered glass being forcibly shattered.
Ye Lu's heart trembled. Even this small museum had attracted professional treasure thieves armed with guns—obviously desperate and violent. Fortunately, they had left quickly; otherwise, a pregnant woman and a child trapped upstairs would probably have been conveniently killed by these men.
Ye Lu's heart was tense, and she was extremely worried. She prayed they were there to steal something else, and that they wouldn't take that box.
Please don't, because if they didn't return the secret to that European noble family within the allotted time, the Huas would face the consequences of treachery, likely gaining a powerful enemy.
