A figure flashed, and Gu Chang'an quietly melted into the night, turning away with his body like a night raven skimming the sky, soon vanishing into the darkness.
He threaded his way all the way, dodging street patrols and hidden sentries, finally arriving at a dilapidated courtyard in the west of the city.
It had long been abandoned, overgrown with weeds and with a collapsed stone gate, leaving only an old locust tree swaying in the wind and making a wailing sound like a ghost's whisper.
Gu Chang'an walked behind the crumbling wall, pushing aside a patch of withered leaves and flagstones to reveal a deep cellar entrance.
He leapt down, and a moment later, with a solid step, appeared in a damp, dim secret chamber.
Striking a fire starter, the flickering flame illuminated a few wooden chests and iron boxes displayed in the chamber.
He opened the chest, which was filled with the family fortune that Wang Hao had secretly accumulated during his lifetime:
Over a dozen silver banknotes, totaling more than two thousand Liang; scattered silver and gold leaves, neatly sealed and stored.
There were also several martial arts manuals, some well-preserved medicinal pills, and a token carved with the three characters "Guangling Sect".
Gu Chang'an raised an eyebrow, having a slight impression of this token as the symbol of Wang Hao's identity when he was an outer disciple in the Guangling Sect during his youth.
It was of no great use to him, but it was of profound significance to Wang Hao's family.
These things... I'll give them to Sister-in-law later.
He stowed the items into the Cosmic Bag one by one, moving with caution and leaving no trace.
Fished with everything, he confirmed that the secret chamber had left no trace whatsoever before properly sealing the