The Dragon Clan's Extravagant Talk

Di Qun looked at Ao Xin and said to them, "Your clan looks so ordinary aboveground, but down here, you still live in such luxury."

Ao Xin was helpless too, and explained to the two of them, "There's no helping it. The Dragon Clan simply has too many good things. If they weren't kept in a place like this, they really wouldn't be safe."

Ao Xin thought for a moment, then went on, "Besides, those old fellows are already used to it. Even if they live ordinary lives up above, sometimes they still come down here to enjoy themselves."

Di Qun fully believed Ao Xin's words. After all, the Dragon Clan had a history spanning thousands of years, so their clan had always possessed a deep cultural heritage. They were bound to have many treasures.

Meanwhile, the Masked Man, who had been lingering outside, heard that there was now no sound at all from inside the room. A moment ago, he had heard the rumbling sound of the wall, but he had no idea what it was, so he quietly crept toward the window.

What shocked him greatly, however, was that there was no one inside the room.

Holding that mirror, the Masked Man felt much more at ease and drifted into the room, but after looking around, he still did not see Qin Xi and the others anywhere. He was completely convinced that they must have entered some secret passage, a place he had not discovered.

After circling the room, which was only a few dozen square meters, the Masked Man inspected every corner. He was very puzzled himself, and even muttered, "Where could those people have run off to?"

Then his destructive expression appeared as he narrowed his eyes slightly. If anyone saw him, they would truly find