"My treasures... the ones I'd collected with such difficulty..."
Staring at the utterly empty narrow chamber, Jiang Chongguang felt as though his whole heart were bleeding.
"Who was it?!"
After his fury subsided, Jiang Chongguang seemed to recall something. He took a paper talisman from his robes and lit it. "When Sushu built this underground palace, he specifically set up restrictions. If outsiders broke in and triggered them, they would record it."
The flames flickered, and the paper talisman turned to ash. Amid the curling smoke, a group of figures transporting treasures abruptly appeared.
And the man at their head even looked familiar to Jiang Chongguang.
"This is... Fang Xun?" His eyes were full of disbelief.
"Why would he be here?"
Jiang Chongguang had not yet learned that Fang Xun had been demoted to guard East Mountain Town. When he suddenly saw his enemy in the smoky image, he thought the restrictions had malfunctioned.
But then he remembered Li Shun, whom he had tossed aside. Li Shun had once been a laborer at Cold Mountain as well, and realization struck him at once.
"It really was him?!"
"You dog of an official, I'll never rest until one of us is dead!"
Jiang Chongguang's eyes turned crimson. Old grudges and new hatred surged together, driving his fury to its peak.
He was just about to rush out and fight Fang Xun to the death.
When Li Shun suddenly said, "What's that?"
Jiang Chongguang paused slightly and looked where Li Shun pointed.
The image in the smoke from the burning talisman had not yet dispersed. After churning for a moment, a new scene emerged.
A gaunt figure slowly entered the underground palace, dragging a massive black vine as long and sinuous as a serpent.
The figure lightly tapped the vine. What had