Zhang Tie emerged from the Castle of Black Iron again and looked over everything in the room, his brow furrowing slightly. With Zhang Tie's Dark Vision, even without a lamp lit, nothing in the room could escape his notice.
The room resembled a huge warehouse. There was no furniture, nor were there any decorations. In the tightly sealed room, there were only neatly stacked piles of goods, like straw heaps in a rural threshing ground, each covered by tarpaulins weighted down at the four corners.
The tarpaulins were new, and there was little dust in the sealed room. A carpet covered the floor, making it seem as though someone had once lived here.
Zhang Tie walked straight to the nearest pile covered by a tarpaulin and yanked the cloth away.
Before lifting it, Zhang Tie had imagined what might lie beneath. Seeing how packed this place was, he had assumed it was weapons or something of the sort. But once he uncovered it, he was dumbfounded.
Stacked before him were neat rows of rectangular metal ingots gleaming with golden light.
Each ingot was about forty centimeters long, a palm-width wide, and a little over four fingers thick. At the sight of those yellow metal ingots, Zhang Tie's brain froze for half a second. Finding it hard to believe, he reached out and picked one up.
It was exceedingly heavy; an ordinary person with a little less strength might not even be able to lift it. The instant he held it, Zhang Tie knew—gold. It was definitely gold.
The line stamped on the ingot confirmed Zhang Tie's judgment—glod, 100kg.
Looking at the gold ingots stacked neatly before him all the way to his chest, Zhang Tie swallowed hard. Though he had no idea why the Sainer Family had stored so much