Inside that majestic and towering building, the surroundings were dead silent, save for dust motes drifting lazily in the faint light filtering through the windows.
Chen Yingjian and Lu Tianzhang moved with the practiced ease of old hands navigating a familiar road, swiftly arriving at the wall that concealed hidden mechanisms. At that moment, the gloomy corridor seemed veiled in a mysterious, ethereal mist, creating a heavy and oppressive atmosphere. With a solemn expression, Lu Tianzhang placed Ye Liangchen's personal jade pendant into a concealed niche—a method of entry they had discovered earlier in the afternoon by watching someone clumsily mimic it. With a soft, grating creak, the hidden door slowly swung open, emitting a stale puff of air from its crack. Their gazes sharpening instantly, the two men flashed forward like ghosts without a moment's hesitation.
The moment they stepped inside, they froze in their tracks as if struck by lightning, their faces paralyzed in utter shock and disbelief. Lifting their gaze, they saw piles upon piles of gleaming Gold Coins filling the space, their dazzling radiance almost blinding to behold—truly, wealth moves men's hearts.
Chapter 120