Raising his Protective Gang Qi and holding his breath, Xu Yang stepped inside. His gaze swept past the large chests and landed on a shelf at the very back.
The shelf was large, but mostly empty except for a pillow-sized iron box placed right in the center.
From what he could tell, the box was forged entirely from Profound Iron and was worth several hundred taels of silver on its own.
A chain ran through a loop on the box, securing it to the wall.
Xu Yang reached out, and with a powerful twist, he forcibly snapped the Profound Iron lock. Several Secret Manuals came into view. Without a second glance, he tucked them into his robes.
There were a few smaller chests on the adjacent shelf. Just as he was about to inspect them, a sharp voice called out, "What did you hide?"
He turned to see three figures striding in from outside, their robes stained with blood, the killing intent still thick on them.
The man in the lead was none other than Yun Heng.
