Eyes closed, Su Xing.
When he opened his eyes again, Li Zhiyuan sensed a wave of weakness in his head.
The good news was, his nosebleed had stopped.
In front of him were two rows of stone lions, and inside the stone lions were doors like those of a warehouse.
While Li Zhiyuan was "unconscious," Tan Wenbin had been directing everyone to the location of the Zhao Family Treasure Vault.
"Brother Xiao Yuan, you okay?" Tan Wenbin asked, concerned.
Li Zhiyuan nodded. "Nothing serious. At least my eyes aren't bleeding yet."
Tan Wenbin froze for a second. He knew it was a sign the condition was improving, but he still wasn't used to Brother Xiao Yuan cracking this kind of flippant joke.
Lin Shuyou, on the other hand, had no such scruples and just went, "Hahahaha!"
It wasn't actually a funny joke, but coming from Brother Xiao Yuan, Ah You really couldn't hold it in.
He laughed so hard his shoulders shook, and several of the lanterns he was carrying slipped off.
"Ah!"
