In less than a moment, Yang Zhengshan had looted an entire large warehouse, along with all the gold and silver in the cellar, until nothing was left.
Yang Zhengshan swaggered out of the warehouse, then leaped onto the treetop of a nearby tree.
A curved crescent moon hung in the Night Sky, casting Yang Zhengshan's figure in and out of shadow.
He swept his gaze over the entire Liu Family residence.
In truth, this residence still held many valuable things. For wealthy merchants, gold and silver were not the most important assets; Houses, farmland, and goods were what were truly worth the most.
Besides those, there were all kinds of antiques, calligraphy and paintings, silk fabrics, jadeite and gemstones, gold and silver jewelry, and other precious items.
Take the Yang Family, for example. Its most valuable place was not the silver vault, but Yang Zhengshan's own warehouse where he kept his things.
Even though Yang Zhengshan had placed most of the truly good items in the Spirit Spring Space, that warehouse of his was still the most valuable place in the Yang Family. Any random item taken from it was worth dozens or even over a hundred taels of silver.
A great wealthy merchant like the Liu Family surely had many such warehouses too.
After that, Yang Zhengshan once again sank into the night, searching through the Houses one by one.
Anything that looked valuable was all swept into the Spirit Spring Space.
When the thatched cottage inside the space could no longer hold anything, he casually tossed the items into the orchard.
Time trickled by minute by minute, until a scream Sounded from the Liu Family's main courtyard. Only then did Yang Zhengshan stop.
The scream came from Liu Fuzhang's bed. Yang Zhengshan had still shown some tender pity