Chapter 127: Hate Me for Being "Small", I’m Just Underdeveloped
Sha Kuang gasped his last breath, but his eyes remained open.
The most ironic thing was, the body of his son, Sha Zhan, also lay on the ground nearby.
Ye Lingyue walked over, searching Sha Kuang’s corpse and found the key to the treasury and a small dark-gold pouch.
Apart from that, there was nothing else.
Not a single Thunder Bomb or other items were on him at all.
"This pouch?" Ye Lingyue pondered and looked at the pouch in her hand. When she infused spiritual power into the pouch, she was surprised to find that it had a space inside.
The small dark-gold pouch actually contained a space the size of a square foot.
Inside it, large and small items were piled up, ranging from silver notes to the five Thunder Bombs, as well as some jewelry and the accumulated wealth extorted by the Mountain and Sea Gang over the years—it was another small treasury.
"That is a Hundred Treasure Bag, a special storage pouch refined by Alchemists," as Ye Lingyue was figuring out the use of this Treasure Bag, a voice with a hint of teasing jest suddenly floated over.
Ye Lingyue’s scalp tingled upon hearing that voice; it sounded so familiar, like that annoying guy!