The Treasure I Found Belongs to Me

Chong Jiu nearly bit down on his teeth in frustration, but remaining silent was impossible.

"There's no need to provoke me now..." Chong Jiu muttered, clenching his jaw. "It's good he's dead, good that he's dead!"

No wonder he was the youngest.

Yao Sheng had deliberately chosen him because he was young and impressionable, making him easier to control.

All these years, Chong Jiu had believed that Yao Sheng's actions were all for the benefit of the nation and its people, that the so-called minor sacrifices were necessary for the greater good.

But he had been wrong.

Nanli interrupted his thoughts, "Does Yao Sheng have a treasure trove?"

Still reeling from his sadness and regret, Chong Jiu looked up sharply at her question, confused. "?"

"The hidden chamber before only held ancient books. He's been the Grand Tutor for so many years; surely, he has some private stash of wealth, right?" Nanli teased, curling her finger, "He must have a treasure vault somewhere, don't you think?"