Inside the old mansion.
Cheerful singing kept drifting out of the main hall.
Tang Xiaoling listened, dancing with delight.
She had not seen her parents in a long time, so the moment she heard this song sung by a family, she wanted to learn it.
All so that when she saw her parents again, they could sing together as happily as the Zhao family of three.
Meanwhile.
The three people in the front courtyard were already at daggers drawn.
Had they not feared attracting evil spirits with a fight, blood might already have been spilled!
After a three-second standoff, Zhongzheng spoke first:
"Friend, we're all here to get rich. There's no need to be enemies."
"How about this? The three of us divide the place into sections and each take what's in our own?"
The proposal sounded reasonable at first, but John quickly realized what was wrong.
Why should I risk my life to make sure this treasure trove is safe,
only for you two to walk in and demand a share?
And you're not even asking to split it in half-you want three sections!
What, are you trying to bully me because you outnumber me?
"NO! I'll accept your peace treaty, but you can only operate in this little section."
"Everything else is mine!"
As John spoke, he pointed out their respective sections.
But when Zhongzheng and Yuta saw them, both frowned.
The way John had divided the place made it seem as though he took them for idiots.
Their assigned section had no Spirit Artifacts at all, only a handful of Taoist Tools.
Female Sakura Yuta immediately sneered:
"Are you kidding us?"
"There's nothing here. What are we supposed to get?"
Her gaze suddenly sharpened as she threatened:
"Why don't we switch? There's only one of you, after