The safe was opened in front of everyone.
A delicate, small wooden box came into view.
How small? Jiang Hua and Lin Zixi estimated it to be about the size of a comb in length and width, and no taller than a pinky finger.
Could such a box contain an inheritance? Was the inheritance supposedly a bank card stuffed with a large amount of cash?
Guessing was pointless. Lin Zixi tugged at Jiang Hua's sleeve, signaling him to hurry Situ Yu along.
Jiang Hua clicked his tongue and yelled roughly at Situ Yu, "What's the delay? Hurry it up!"
Jiang Lin glanced back at him sharply, causing him to hesitate, wanting to explode in anger, but then he remembered the inheritance and silently shut his mouth.
After calming himself, Situ Yu slowly opened the box.
