Mist sprayed from the dragon's mouth; the sunrise shone like gold.
The towering Qinling Mountains were shrouded in mist. Six in the morning.
The sun had yet to appear, and the mountain mist had not dispersed. Several "traveling merchants" nervously followed the proprietor of a local shop up the mountain, the morning mist soaking their clothes.
The "traveling merchants" were breathing heavily.
Their builds and somewhat deformed arms made it clear that they were all Tomb Raiders.
These Tomb Raiders practiced the Bone-Shrinking Skill.
Years of dislocating and resetting their joints had left their bodies somewhat deformed. Anyone in the trade could tell at a glance that they made their living through shady means.
They were a little frightened. This clearly was not the Jin Family's mansion in Guanzhong, though the man leading them had a point.
"We're going to see the head proprietor, who does the appraising. Rest assured, with our Jin Family's reputation in the underworld, we wouldn't cheat you out of your few pennies."
The man leading the way reassured them.
Hearing this, the traveling merchants following behind him dared not speak.
After a while, they reached their destination. At the sight of the house, the "traveling merchants" exchanged looks.
It was a residence built beneath a cliff. The proprietor told one of them to go inside while the others waited outside.
"We brought you what your Jin Family wanted. You're not going to kill us to silence us, are you?"
One of them could not help asking.
The man who had brought them there looked at him as though he were an idiot.
"What do you take our Jin Family for?"
Their leader gritted his teeth and tucked the cloth bundle more securely against his chest. "All right. Let's go."
He walked inside. Moments later, an