The candles lit in the room were like the stars in the sky and warm currents flowing through one's heart. That warmth reached deep into the soul.
Although this might become a place for fighting and killing in the future, he had never expected to find such warmth here beforehand.
As he walked farther in, every carving on the walls seemed to come alive before his eyes, vivid and lifelike. Uchiha Hiko had never seen such beautiful paintings.
Again and again, Uchiha Hiko reached out and touched the wall, wanting to leave his mark behind, wanting the wall not to forget him. He knew it was foolish, but he could never stop himself.
After only a few more steps, he saw square compartments built into the walls, each filled with a dazzling assortment of porcelain.
This did not seem like the work of one person producing many identical pieces. It was more as though every artisan had a story before creating them, and had crafted such different porcelain while carrying different emotions.
It gave people such a strong sense of immersion that they wanted to hold it in their arms, stroke it gently, and never put it down. Uchiha Hiko was gradually beginning to understand why so many people stole porcelain from this place.
Uchiha Hiko thought he had nearly finished looking through the whole room, but he had not expected to find many large wooden boxes and chests placed in the center. He had no idea what they were doing there.
The moment he tried to open one, the boss shoved him aside. He could not understand what treasure was inside the box that made the boss so nervous upon seeing it.
Because the boss kept watching the large wooden box so furtively, Uchiha Hiko became extremely curious. Whenever