As Zhao Tianxing stepped into the Seven Stars Gang's residence, the weight that had been pressing on his heart finally lifted.
But his legs still felt unsteady, as if he were walking on cotton.
He subconsciously pressed a hand to his chest. Underneath his clothes, it was firm to the touch, hiding a thick stack of silver notes and a bag of gold bars.
Only when his fingertips brushed against the hard bundle through his clothes did he dare believe this wasn't a dream.
'It was too easy...'
'So easy he couldn't believe it!'
'They had actually killed a Bone Tempering Realm expert, slaughtered so many people, and even cleaned out the entire vault...'
The two tiptoed to the courtyard gate and shut it, then slipped into Chu Fan's room and gently closed the window shutters.
Only then did they gather around the table and, with barely suppressed excitement, empty the contents of their robes onto it.
