Steward Zhao welcomed Feng Wu in.
In the treasure room.
The room was 200m to 300m in diameter, and there were rows of log-colored shelves in the middle. They were filled with boxes of all shapes and sizes.
Around the shelves were wooden chests.
The wooden chests were of the same size and were neatly arranged.
Steward Zhao stayed by Feng Wu's side the whole time and said, "Miss Wushuang, since you're injured, of course, you should have the coagulation pills and elixirs. This way, please…"
However, he didn't get to finish his sentence.
Thump!
Thud!
Feng Wu struck out.
It had never occurred to Steward Zhao that the other party would make the first move.
He had planned to ensnare before activating a mechanism to trap her. He didn't expect her to be so alarmed and strike first!
"Aren't you a Level-4 Spiritual King?" Steward Zhao turned around and glared at Feng Wu.
He was stabbed in the chest.
