She had not examined these headdresses and jewelry very carefully before. Could it be hidden inside them?
But clearly, Xue Fuyao had been overthinking things. These were merely the most ordinary headdresses and jewelry, their workmanship exquisite at most.
After putting the items away, Xue Fuyao frowned deeply, tapping her fingers against the window as she considered where exactly the thing the man in black had mentioned could be.
Just then, her tapping hand abruptly stopped. She had thought of one thing she had never examined from beginning to end: the dragon throne.
The dragon throne looked golden, but it was not actually made of pure gold. Xue Fuyao had originally intended to sell it, but considering that it was a dragon throne, whether anyone would dare buy it was another matter. If she really brought it out, would that not expose her identity?
And so that dragon throne had lain in her Storage Bag gathering dust all this time.
After leaving the private room, Xue Fuyao returned to the inn where she was currently staying.
Back in her room, she shut the doors and windows, then set up a formation for placing a helmet before taking out the dragon throne she had kept in her Storage Bag.
The moment the dragon throne appeared, it occupied nearly half the room, making the whole space considerably more cramped.
But Xue Fuyao paid no attention to that. At this moment, all her attention was on the dragon throne.
First, she swept it with her divine sense. The result was that this was an ordinary dragon throne, except that the gold on its surface had been wrapped around it.
Xue Fuyao took out her sword and pried off all the gold on the surface.
Two hours later, she plopped down on the floor,