"Just this?" As Hong Bao walked around the so-called treasury, his face turned black.
There were a dozen boxes of silver, some impressive looking but useless weapons and armor, and several crystal cups as well as very beautiful mirrors that were stored in a box. The copper mirrors they were used to were completely incomparable to these extremely beautiful mirrors.
The most valuable things here were the crystal cups and mirrors inside the box. Yet, no matter what, the owner of this treasury was a warlord of the Yun Nation. Furthermore, the Yun Nation was well-known for being affluent. How was it impossible that he only had this little bit of treasure?
There was only one possibility: this treasury was just for show, and there was another one that stored the genuine treasures.
"Sir, what should we do? Take them?"
"Take this box." Hong Bao pointed at the box that contained the crystal cups and mirrors.
