The treasure room in the Ancient Sword Tomb was relatively spacious. However, at this time, nearly forty people were squeezed in it, making it appear somewhat crowded and the atmosphere a bit stifled. When Wang Lu and the others arrived through transmission array, they immediately aroused the attention of everyone like cold water being poured into a hot pan.
"Who is it!?"
"Again? Get them out of here, these small fries…"
The room was filled with noises. Wang Lu couldn’t help but frown; this kind of mess did not match with any plan that he got.
However, even if this was unplanned, it didn’t matter. As long as he coped the turn of events by sticking to the fundamental principle… there was nothing to be afraid of.
