"It's not a f*cking coffin. This is an Immortal Mansion! There must be good stuff in it!" Buttface shouted loudly, fixing his shiny eyes on the Ancient Bronze Hall. He couldn't restrain his desire to rush into it.
"No, this is absolutely a coffin!" Xu Que felt very sure of this. Even if it was an Immortal Mansion, it really looked like a coffin.
Moreover, he had the specialized knowledge of several grave robbers. Therefore, his eyes were so sharp that he could tell it was a powerful coffin at a glance.
However, the problem was that since this Ancient Bronze Hall made everyone uncomfortable, why did Jiang Hongyan get a feeling she was quite close with it, and even that the ancient hall was calling her?
Could it be that this thing could choose its owner automatically just as it was calling Jiang Hongyan over?
Xu Que used to read a lot of web fictions, so he knew these tricks very well. He made all kinds of guesses in his heart.
